In The Grave

With every breath, you're closer to death
Deep beneath the soil, in a place of dread
Silent and dim as the seabed
You call yet no one hears but the dead
You shout but it fades in the darkness instead
Fear of the end is real, your hour of doom's unconcealed

In the depths of the howling void, away from human primacy
The voices of the dead pierce your ears, weakening your false supremacy.

Your body shivers, as your soul bleeds
You begin to enter the eternal sleep
The eternal sleep...
He ascends from hell, the ambassador of demise
The soul is beyond redemption, at any price

As the vultures roam in the sky, yearning to listen to your dying cries
You sense the last of your beats, while watching them fly
High they fly
Then you die...

Six feet down where nothing remains
Shacked below with the timeless chains

To devour your pale cold skin, now earthly worms rave
Torturing you forever in the grave
In your grave
Forever in the grave