Lament of Innocence: A Nursery Rhyme

Run for thy life, little one, I say
The Reaper cometh for thee this day
Thy existence, a journey, now cut short
Thy ship never to make it to port

Innocence lamented, th' angels cry,
Their tears falling from th' sky

But hide thyself, cover thy head
Through the night, keep thee to thy bed
An' mayhap Death will just pass by
A whisper in the night, a baby's sigh

Innocence lamented, th' angels cry,
Their tears falling from th' sky