Sleep is the brother of Death:
Nothing to fear.
Nothing to run from.
Sleep is the brother of Death.
Children of the Endless,
Sons of Night,
Almighty, merciful,
More powerful than gods.
The Night gave us life
The Night bore us
Under the endless skies,
By moon, stars and sea.
Death is the brother of Sleep,
Lavender tinted with opium,
Valerian-scented honey,
Death is the brother of Sleep.
We walk hand in hand,
Healers, pain whisperers,
Voices of lullabies long gone,
Keepers of stories
Sons of Night,
Brothers in arms,
Brothers by blood,
Marrow and bone.
Merciful.
Kind.
Wise.
More powerful than gods.
Into the Unknown 
I like the inspiration from ancient Greek mythology about the brothers Hypnos and Thanatos.
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