Coffin of Ruins

Thrust into black, whirling deep locomotion Crushed under stone and rubble demolition Raw nerves collide, under dark premonitions Home is a tomb of black smoke, burning coffins, yeah And I’m feeling today So lost and strange (lost and strange) The fields of death are along the way And I know that the dead Are all I have (all I have) Wrapped in dirt, under the ground, under this Earth You will find the casket empty after midnight A madman at your door, in the morning of tomorrow The shadows speak, the candles wave when no one’s there My murdered life, the ravens fly, and I am alone and nobody cares And I’m feeling today So lost and strange (lost and strange) The fields of death are along the way And I know that the dead Are all I have (all I have) Wrapped in dirt, under the ground, under this Earth Whoa-whoa Fear in his heart that drove the madness Putrid decay, grinning maggots Life that fades away from twisted bodies A corpse of blue ooze from the coffin, yeah And I’m feeling today So lost and strange (lost and strange) The fields of death are along the way And I know that the dead Are all I have (all I have) Wrapped in dirt, under the ground, under this Earth Whoa-whoa