Six Foot Deep
Purple laced with hint of black, bound together with golden sash,
placed upon this wooden box, sealed shut with silver locks,
upon the shoulders the coffin carried, placed inside the horse drawn carriage,
procession leads me through the streets, to place my casket six foot deep,
as the sound of earth pounds on the lid, I awaken, trapped within,
frantic screams and scratch of nails, my call for rescue seems to fail,
fear and horror at this my fate, as oxygen makes its quick escape,
logic tells me I will die, the world oblivious to my desperate cries
still I struggle to survive, but it's no use, I 'm buried alive
Damn them all, they will pay, I leave a curse on them this day..,
"once darkness takes my light from me, my spirit angered shall break free
I will come to each in turn at night, blood stained and twisted from this burial fright,
I will place my cold clawed hands upon your face, escort your soul to a burial state,
you will fight to stay alive, for every breath that I deny,
Death shall come and set you free as I take you six foot deep with me"
As my eyes begin to close, the color of death begins to show,
my lips are blue my skin so pale, on the sea of death my soul sets sail
Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust, my vengeance will be fair and just.
Rest in peace, no not for me, the blessing of the RIP
I have much I need to do, and now I'm coming after you.
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