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