Requiem Three Point Six.

As it was in the beginning
is now and ever shall be.
When your song is sung
then lay it down;
and feed our souls.
(-With broken glass and colder hearts
collision course cars and throat choked sand beneath stars.)

This is how it ends.
Return home to the saviour; the destroyer
to the call of laughter
to the large night,
to the long night,
night without end
return to
the guardian of death.

You are lost to the night.