nightmares from the grave
screaming as you struggle into bed in a casket
slowly growing weaker and weaker
limbs that cannot move as there being held,
screaming loudly as you face the grim reaper
looking death in the eyes
you feel yourself over come by his power
as your soul is being ripped deep from within you
deeper in the casket you just cower
wasting away into nothing,
breathing you are not no more,
still flesh ready to rot,
left lying in your blood and gore
time has passed people have forgot,
no traces of you anywhere to be seen,
nightmares from the grave still haunt you,
as you walk in limbo,silenced by your scream
