Death Speaks: No. 2. I hear you

I hear you
I hear you call
I pity you
I am your friend
I am not cruel
Give me your hand
You will sleep so softly in my arms

When love breaks free from sorrow
A new star shines
A new star shines

Three roses, half red, half white
They will never wither

The angels
They shed their wings
And fall

Rest well
Rest well
Close your eyes
You will rest with me
Until the river drains into the sea

I'll make a bed for you
The softest pillow
Come, rest
Everyone will sing for you
For you

I will protect you
From the hunter, from the forest
From the flowers, from your dreams
From the wicked girl, from her shadow
I will keep your eyes covered
I will protect you

Good night, good night