While laying in my bed, awake? I said.
Am I alive or am I simply dead?
Lost in oblivion I see the dark.
On my neck I can feel the Devil's Mark.
Locked in this coffin, time does not pass by. Here I am wishing for another try.
Crossing over from light to dark, my time is gone.
In this unclear game, I play a pawn.
I'll just lay here six feet deep.
Forever gone, forever lost, I sleep.