Beneath the earth in tomb I lay trapped in night.
I hear the voices speaking yet cannot reply.
They mourn my death yet no not my living hell.
As I struggle to scream no words can I release.
I hear the words dust to dust yet I am alive.
I here the coffin begin its final journey into
its bed of earth.
And as I am erased from memory I am
slowley buired alive.
No one to hear. Unable to move I am but trapped within a shell
and burried within this cacoon of sering heat.
The air growing thin every breath burns my lungs.
Why can I not speak why must I suffer?
I strain but no words do escape my throat.
In darkness I lay waitting wishing to slip into a final
rest to escape my burning torment.
Strangled slowley in the devils arms.
Death a promise yet a far off nightmare
from this hell in which I exist.
Blind in life and bound in death.
A tear escapes my eye leaving a trail down my cheek.
The last water i shall know of heat and salt.
My last vision of darkness and the emptyness
from which there is no escape.
I pray to at last embrace the words.
And understand the true meaning of.
Goodbye!
Feb 5, 2011
Feb 5, 2011 at 12:41 AM UTC
Beneath the earth in tomb I lay trapped in night.
I hear the voices speaking yet cannot reply.
They mourn my death yet no not my living hell.
As I struggle to scream no words can I release.
I hear the words dust to dust yet I am alive.
I here the coffin begin its final journey into
its bed of earth.
And as I am erased from memory I am
slowley buired alive.
No one to hear. Unable to move I am but trapped within a shell
and burried within this cacoon of sering heat.
The air growing thin every breath burns my lungs.
Why can I not speak why must I suffer?
I strain but no words do escape my throat.
In darkness I lay waitting wishing to slip into a final
rest to escape my burning torment.
Strangled slowley in the devils arms.
Death a promise yet a far off nightmare
from this hell in which I exist.
Blind in life and bound in death.
A tear escapes my eye leaving a trail down my cheek.
The last water i shall know of heat and salt.
My last vision of darkness and the emptyness
from which there is no escape.
I pray to at last embrace the words.
And understand the true meaning of.
Goodbye!