15 lonely years
Listening to my breath
Waiting in the darkness

Wasting what time I've got left
Walls are closing in
Or does the outside world expand?

I guess I've gone insane
Blood drips from the ceiling


Tomorrow is just another word for misery

Be it dusk or dawn

It's all the same to me
In the cold light of my truth
The darkness seem even more real


Tomorrow is just another word for misery


Tales from the crypt
Tales from the crypt


Inhale, exhale
The same air all over again
Memories flee from me

They despise my company

You know

Tomorrow is just another word for misery

Tales from the crypt

Tales from the crypt

I close my eyes

But my mind is open wide
Silence is deafening
I need some peace of mind

Hear me screaming from the grave
I read the number of my wrist
It's 666


Tomorrow is just another word for misery
And all the yesterdays are my sworn enemies


Tales from the crypt
Tales from the crypt