They are coming to take me away Today just might be the day They are quickly coming near I'm losing my mind, that's what I fear My identity is being sucked out of me Soon I don't know who'll I be The war is on, must fight to win My soul is cut, out comes my sin The blackness comes, I cannot see It covers my eyes, who can help me? Fading away, slipping down fast They're even taking away my past I'm lying here, the war goes on Starting to lose, soon I'll be gone
© 2005, Allen Scott Culp I
