Sleep though this

[CRNDLSM]

I like your style

Keys jangle at the precipice of fate
Instinctive virtues endeavour to raise their heads
The gloamings mist winds through the straight
And those virtues turn their eyes back to their beds.

So tired
 
We are lost in our keep
Though all built this mighty edifice
Too many are prone to seductive sleep
The eagle has leapt in petulance
and flown too far.    i think for patterns sake you should keep this four lines

So tired
 
We are many, we are few, we are one
 
The oldest lion has accepted its limitations
Its mind slides though satin into thorn, thorn to shadow.
A bush may burn but only in failing machinations   i didnt like this line, but bush relates to thorn, burn to shadow
His pride now has none.  his personal pride has no failing machinations?

So very tired.
 
He was many, he was few, he is one    does this switch from all who share tiredom to you specifically?
 
The stars wheel as the wind bites from the east
And while the cold tears at our hearts and minds
We throw the treats of our children to the beast                treats of our children? candy keeps us awake?
It devours what we give it, it destroys what it finds.  and you lose me in these two lines.  particularly this one, 

It doesn’t sleep.   just tired nice
 
None are any, all are few, I was one.   and though i like the idea what you're doing here, its too lennonesque, must be really tired