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I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep |
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As friend gather round and mourners, they weep |
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My mind recalls things I've done |
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My body is cold but my heartbeat goes on |
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And on... and on |
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As they lower me down into that hole in the ground |
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I scream out for help but they hear not a sound |
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I fear at the lid, my fingers they bleed |
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Is this happening to me or is it just a dream? |
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Summon the dead... Baphomets call... |
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Blood on my hands... |
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"Let me out of here" |
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My bones are decayed, my flesh it doth rot |
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I'm lying in silk, take the lid off this box |
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My lungs gasp for air, my eyes scream for sight |
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I promise the rise of my body this night |
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Summon the dead... Baphomets call... |
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Blood on my hands... Screaming in torment..... |
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I'm felling you all... Take heed of my plea... |
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Answer my call... I'm gonna be free... |
