Of Death & Dying

Living in an artificial world All my friends were sucked into the void Sleep and her half-brother death are home Lay beside me Come and take me home When I lay my head to sleep Would you come and rest with me We will bathe in a lake of dreams Floating down the endless stream When I lay my head to sleep Sleep and her half-brother death are home No more tales of the living to be told House of holy ghosts, you will walk alone Lay beside me Come and take me home I am coming home