Buried Alive

Then the blackness loomed closed up against my skin Snuffing out even the evil whiteness to those damming lips Driving all sensibility into retreat In a mad rush of the senses and the soul into Hades I forever dream within a dream Of a certain city in the sea As I walk the valley of unrest Behind this mask of crimson death I long for a loss of breath And a most dire predicament Murders in the rue morgue Silence and shadow's what I adore I can't explain just how it feels The thought of my premature burial Inside this oblong box I lie With the hopes I'll be buried alive The oval portrait upon the eall Will someday cause this house to fall The power of words left unsaid As I join the spirits of the dead I can't explain just how it feels The thought of my premature burial Inside this oblong box I lie With the hopes I'll be buried alive As they lifted and bore me down Down to a place of blackness and dampness and silence Silence Well, I'm the man who's used up Wwashed up, bricked up Descent into Maelstrom Bedlam, Redrum Bet the devil my head Misled, bloodshed Heart under the floorboards Beats for Lenore, nevermore I can't explain just how it feels The thought of my premature burial Inside this oblong box I lie With the hopes I'll be buried alive I can't explain just how it feels The thought of my premature burial Inside this oblong box I lie With the hopes I'll be buried alive