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The coffin's lid slowly nailed shut
I cry for help but they hear me not
Trembling I say one tiny prayer
Hallucinating I'm running out of air
My fingers bloody from scratching the lid
In panic I'm screaming, I turn and skid
Gasping for air while rolling in cramps
Screams muffled by fog that swirls so damp
Behind the coffin's lid
Life is a fever dream
Behind the coffin's lid
No one hears my screams
Six feet under and all alone
Among the dead and countless bones
Clouds passing by the quiet moon
Buried alive in this place of doom
There is no sound, only worms that crawl
Claustrophobic I cry and call
I cannot wake 'cause it's not a dream
No one can hear my begging screams
Behind the coffin's lid
Life is a fever dream
Behind the coffin's lid
No one hears my screams
I can see it all clearly now
So, this is how it feels to die
I no longer feel no pain nor fear
My skin is cold and my lungs have collapsed
Now I can dream of life that will not be
My eyes slowly open as they swell
My fingers are stiff but hurt no more
My face caught in an endless sigh
But worst of all, I'm not alone
Black rainy clouds engulf the moonshine
The only light is the lamp of the necrophile