Letra de Underture

Clinical death was a ticket for you To the silence six feet under Hands are hammering the appalling prison And the sanity slowly leaves you Feeble twinkles of sinister lights Deaf echo answers to your screams Each nail in the ghastly dungeon You feel like incandescent lead Tangled in a shroud you see the life Smiles, tears, luck and sorrow Painless spasm twists your lips to smile Maybe death is similar to sweet slumber Your body slowly gets stiff and cool Water dozes through the casket chinks And drenches your face like tears Like you mourn and cry for yourself