Dream of the Reaper

Dream of the Reaper, whisper in the gloom

He guards the silence, keeper of the tomb

The Shrouded Gravestone, watching while you rest

Dream of the Reaper, he knows what’s best

Close your eyes, little Baby, cradle in the shade

The moonlight’s a blanket, shadows never fade

Dream of the Reaper, his scythe a silver blade

He hums a tune so soft, where fears are all unmade

Dream of the Reaper, whisper in the gloom

He guards the silence, keeper of the tomb

The Shrouded Gravestone, watching while you rest

Dream of the Reaper, he knows what’s best

Black cloak flowing, stitching stars in the sky

Every breath he takes, the winds start to sigh

A lullaby in darkness, where even tears dry

You’re safe in his hands, no need to ask why

Dream of the Reaper, whisper in the gloom

He guards the silence, keeper of the tomb

The Shrouded Gravestone, watching while you rest

Dream of the Reaper, he knows what’s best

Night swallows the daylight, a cradle of despair

The Reaper’s song lingers, floating in the air

No need to fear him, he’ll always care

A shadowed guardian, always there

Dream of the Reaper, whisper in the gloom

He guards the silence, keeper of the tomb

The Shrouded Gravestone, watching while you rest

Dream of the Reaper, he knows what’s best