Bones
Piotr Wiwczarek
Darkness and silence surrounding my flesh
Did I really wake up or I’m still in my dreams
No sounds or pain I can’t feel any life
Locked in a space filled only with fear
I cross the portal to the realm of the dead
Feeling All centuries overwhelming my mind
Thoughts mixed with stench of the tomb
No return, no future, no hope
Screaming, crying and praying inside
Shaking, breaking, distress and lost
Cursing, yelling, entombed in the womb of the dead
(lead: Spider)
Buried in the ground
Out of he world
Untouched, unwanted and cursed
Condemned to oblivion
Solitude in madness
Is this really happening to me?!
Why me?!
Left in obscurity
Rotten dead body
With a soul chained forever and ever
Deep in the ground
In the world of the dead