Lonesome

[mr_pasquini]

The children
The mass defiled
Left alone
All asleep
With no blanket for cover

Left alone with the beast
The only true demon
He remains in their dreams
Barely gracing consciousness
But now they're infected

Look up and realize
Their problems are now yours
You have now seen your own evils
Your own demons burden your mind

All cries go unanswered
Only silence accompanies the journey
Towards dead end we all will walk
Hand in hand with our own mortality

Solidarity ensues
We now die alone
Graced by darkness
Rest in pieces