A Land of No Return

At the mention of death everyone freezes And so draw in their last breath Lay very still in your coffin with faces looming don't worry; its common high over their heads you are, they're chanting something, I'm not headed to a car. This roads kinda bumpy you open your mouth my voice sounds raspy, I'm being dragged like a doll they're lowering me ahh, I've finally reached my goal...