Not a Lullaby

Now I lay me down to sleep,
Up the stairs the Devil creep,
Presenting to me a nightmare,
Scaring me with an evil grin and evil glare.

This is not a lullaby,
Staring at me with one bloodshot eye,
His mouth an empty dark abyss
I’m not afraid of this…
I… am not afraid of this.

I will wake before I die,
Shake from my mind a rainbow sky,
Light and love in my soul I keep,
When I lay myself down to sleep.

Hush little Devil, don’t you cry,
This is your nightmare, not a lullaby,
Shame on you for disturbing bliss,
You are so afraid of this…
You… are so afraid of this.

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