music and lyrics by Ansis Markauss)
"?and it was they who had buried me as a
dog - nailed up in some common coffin -
and thrust deep, deep, and forever , into
some ordinary and nameless grave."
("The Premature Burial" by Edgar Allan Poe)
Seems like I am still alive
Strange droning strokes my ears
I open my eyes but can't see the light
As darkness all around forges my fear
Racking heartbeat stabs the brain
Weight of a mountain squeezes the breast
Grave walls are my final chains
I am encoffined in a tomb for the rest
To face this nightmare I cannot even dare
The pure imagination now has come true
Death is a thing that makes mankind scared
God does not think as He has never been fair
Deafened by screams I still don't believe
The depths the sane will never receive
Lips are stun waiting for shout
Creed from below but hope from above
Morpholatria - Inhearsed Alive Lyrics
Morpholatria - Inhearsed Alive Lyrics
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music and lyrics by Ansis Markauss)
"?and it was they who had buried me as a
dog - nailed up in some common coffin -
and thrust deep, deep, and forever , into
some ordinary and nameless grave."
("The Premature Burial" by Edgar Allan Poe)
Seems like I am still alive
Strange droning strokes my ears
I open my eyes but can't see the light
As darkness all around forges my fear
Racking heartbeat stabs the brain
Weight of a mountain squeezes the breast
Grave walls are my final chains
I am encoffined in a tomb for the rest
To face this nightmare I cannot even dare
The pure imagination now has come true
Death is a thing that makes mankind scared
God does not think as He has never been fair
Deafened by screams I still don't believe
The depths the sane will never receive
Lips are stun waiting for shout
Creed from below but hope from above
"?and it was they who had buried me as a
dog - nailed up in some common coffin -
and thrust deep, deep, and forever , into
some ordinary and nameless grave."
("The Premature Burial" by Edgar Allan Poe)
Seems like I am still alive
Strange droning strokes my ears
I open my eyes but can't see the light
As darkness all around forges my fear
Racking heartbeat stabs the brain
Weight of a mountain squeezes the breast
Grave walls are my final chains
I am encoffined in a tomb for the rest
To face this nightmare I cannot even dare
The pure imagination now has come true
Death is a thing that makes mankind scared
God does not think as He has never been fair
Deafened by screams I still don't believe
The depths the sane will never receive
Lips are stun waiting for shout
Creed from below but hope from above