I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep As friend gather round and mourners they weep My mind thinks of all the things I have done My body is cold but my heart beat goes on And on...and on As they lower me down into that hole in the ground I scream out for help but they hear not a sound I fear at the lid, my fingers they bleed Is this happening to me or is it just a dream Summon the dead... Baphomets call... Blood on my hands... "Let me out of here" My bones are decayed, my flesh it doth rot I'm lying in silk, take the lid off this box My lungs gasp for air, my eyes scream for sight I promise the rise of my body this night Summon the dead... Baphomets call... Blood on my hands... Screaming in torment... I'm felling you all... Take heed of my plea... Answer my call... I'm gonna be free...