Pestilence Echoes Of Death
Trapped inside my self-capsule For a journey into an atmosphere A darkened space I`m floating in Although I am not here I`m cought, a romm, it`c coloured black The trap I haven`t chosen I cannot think, my limbs I cannot move, seems like they`re frozen Peaceful existence in a world Above earthly life I`ve been there in this paradise Where all is calm and nice Walking in the other side I can`t tell the difference Between day and night Voices I can hear Hidden somewhere, but they`re near Out there in this universe Imaginary world of fantasy Am I dreaming? But It seems so real to me Humanity denies death Search for immortality Melancholy desire Can`t become reality No reason to fear death We all will meet it anyway A promised life in hereafter As we will pass away
