Carry On My Wayward Son: Prayer of the Damned

I prayed the Lord my soul to keep when I reach that final sleep.

I walked through His valley once with His shadow at my side.

I pray the Lord my soul to keep every night now as I lay down to weep.

I walk through His valley now with the shadow of Death at my side. The Lord's glory doesn't shine here anymore.

I pray the Lord my soul to keep every night as I search for peace.

I travel through stares and glares and contempt with a fallen angel at my side. The Lord doesn't care for either of us anymore.

I pray the Lord to weep each night as I send souls for him to keep.

I fight through the war with my own orders. The Lord can have the fallen soldiers and their faith as I stay standing.

I pray the Lord to break apart- as everyone and everything does so should he.

I walk through the valley in the wake of a demon's wrath, too late to stop anything, but trying still. The Lord can stay gone.

I pray the Lord to leave my soul alone. I'm already broken and tired to the bone.

I walk through the world's fire with fleeting shadows at my side, and its better this way.

Amen