Death is calling me

Whisper to me, death does so
Loving pain, he won't let go
He tears my mind, so much it hurts
He begs my death, always flirts
He brings me in, with tales of old
Reads my dreams, with fledgling gold
My soul he binds, grips and winds
Doesn't let go, till death I know

He's taken my hope
He's taken my dreams
I now reach for rope
And die without screams

No longer I'm strong, He's won his war
Death I'm here at your front door