A Sirens singing her mournful cry,
Her dearest brothers lullaby.
She sings him softly down to sleep,
For it was his soul that death did reap.
First her father, then her mother,
Then her dearest darling brother.
She didn't know what else to do,
Except wait for death to take her too.
There was nothing left in the place once called home,
She just couldn't stand the pain of being alone.
And so a poison she did find,
As darkened thoughts clouded her mind.
She took the bane and waited for death,
She waited to take her final breath.
But the threads of this wold kept a firm hold,
Who ever knew death could be so cold?
She wanders alone on a broken plain,
In a world that only ever caused her pain.
And to this day if you only try,
You can hear the sirens lullaby.
And this world that let her brother die,
Will forever hear her mournful cry.
