I'm sweating bullets in my sleep
I can't block out the sound
The screams of innocense
The clank of shovels in the ground

The voices in my head
Guide me against my will at night
Bellowing orders at me
In the shadows of torchlight

Bury the bodies deeper
So noone will ever see them
Then get inside and shut your mouth

I wake up covered in
A mixture of both dirt and blood
I'm wearing boots in bed
Caked in a shell of drying mud

I don't know where I've been
This picture makes no sense to me
It happens now and then
But this looks like a felony