Buried Alive

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 and onThey 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 dreamSummon the dead

Baphomets call

Blood on my handsLet me out of hereMy 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 nightSummon the dead

Baphomets call

Blood on my handsScreaming in torment

I'm felling you all

Take heed of my plea

Answer my call

I'm gonna be free