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

The fields of death are along the way
And I know that the dead are 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
The fields of death are along the way
And I know that the dead are all I have

Wrapped in dirt, under the ground, under this Earth

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


And I'm feeling today so lost and strange
The fields of death are along the way

And I know that the dead are all I have
Wrapped in dirt, under the ground, under this Earth