6 Chamber-One Person-Russian Roulette

[acidkat]

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
There is no solace for things lost
why must we trudge the sands
things come and devour our flesh
the truth hungers never satisfied
burrowing into the innards
health and sanity decline
a long sleep is the answer
the answer to this all
Visions I see so clearly now
visions of empty loveless fields
a barren home
devoid of everything.....devoid of me.