Behind The Coffin’s Lid 歌词

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