Corpse Under Glass کے بول

Frozen, in this sea through box Suspend my flow of blood Unsuspected slow decay Coffin of ice, appear dead Chemicals keep me alive Body tissue still decompose No, sign of death Left alone I dream of hell I can t escape Morbid thoughts Hunted A prey of being in my head Stalked throughout the dark horizon Income the walking dead I can t awake Stuck within this nightmare Game this becomes the place Where corpses rule, this world Circles by the dead Anticipation of life to end Strung of by my feet Cannibals, time to feast Hung upside down, left for meat Screaming they slash me, drink my blood These evil dead Start to take parts I m still alive Dismember Eat my parts one by one Entrails Stain their hands red as I die Now, this corpse under glass Frozen leper they ll find with time