now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep,
and if I die before I wake,
I pray the lord my soul to take,
...
Free me from this pain and agony,
let this stolen heart go free,
I'll do the rights even if wrong,
for I can't hold on much too long.
...
As the cold wind blows,
the blue wolf howls,
my stone hard soul decays for hours.
...
to look at the sun you see a great light,
you see it shining high and bright,
as the day goes on it runs away,
and the moon takes it's place,
...
you came to our lands
we gave you food and water
told you of our ways
were we helped you
...
limbs grow numb
light comes bright
voices whisper soft and light
go to the place of past present and future
...
I stand upon the edge
Hands covered in blood
This is the end
For even the devil cries for what I've done
...
Brianna.A King Gasoline
life is gasoline, the more you add the brighter it burns.
But the brighter it burns the faster it goes out,
and all that is left is a hole in the ground,
filled with the ashes of what you once had.