The Curse of the Casket

The Curse of the Casket - Feral

The underground prison

Six feet underground

Not making an effort

To ever get out

Alone with your thoughts in the dark

Lying without motion

Paralyzed

Your limbs are useless

Even if you try

Alone with your thoughts in the dark

It's the curse of the casket

You will never leave it

Your structure starts to rot

Figuer with

Maggots in your brain

But you feel no pain

Dark thoughts of anguish

Run through your head

As you realize

You will never rise again

Not making an effort

To ever get out

Your limbs are useless

Even if you try

It's the curse of the casket