Buried Alive
Slade Templeton/Bacillus Anthracis
The light has come to take me
(I think that I’m floating)
Don’t know where I’m going or what I’ll see
(The darkness is growing)
I can’t complain My time is done
I’ve done the best that I can
But death has won
What has happened?
Why can’t I find my wings?
Why does it feel so wrong?
With your tears on my face I think I’m losing faith
Please don’t be sad or hate me
(I can’t keep holding)
It’s so damn cold I can’t breathe
(I feel like I’m choking)
I won’t complain
Even though it’s tough
But these wounds will heal
When I look from above
What has happened?
Why can’t I find my wings?
Why does it feel so wrong?
With your tears on my face
I think I’m losing grip Of what helps me survive
If these are my last words
I think I’m buried alive
I’m being buried alive
