Humans fear the dark, but what happens for those who seek it…?

They find me

Yes, some people say I’m a cruel master-

But master is not a word I like, I am merely a Shepard.

Death

I am a Shepard called death

But I am also called love, I am a beautiful thing

I am cruel cold people laid bare,

the child that still loves showing through fresh innocence

I am the long suffering lamb

Finally laid to rest

I am peace.

But I have no peace.

I can never rest,

Never lie in the dirt

And sleep

Never close my eyes

And let go

I am the singer and the sinner and the eternal

I sing times song.

And surely, you are misunderstanding

How can I be evil when I am the hand you hold at the end

How can I be cold when I take in all warmth and life

How can I be evil, when all is stripped clean, I remain

I am here for you

I am peace

And I live in eternal conflict.

Might edit later idk