Song Lyrics
Dirt is stacked up 3 feet high, an empty shell without a soul to sell
My heart is not here, i m tortured by what i ve done with my decaying life, scratching at the coffin walls
There s nothing left inside, crawling from my grave
My heart is not here, scratching at the coffin walls
Crawling from my grave, scratching at the coffin walls Embraced, no one seems to hear my calls
The truth so clear, rising from where i once laid Alive, no one seems to hear my calls
there s nothing left inside
crawling from my grave
i ve failed to cope with my worthless existence
crawling from my grave
Scratching at the coffin walls, no one seems to hear my calls Embraced, crawling from my grave
rising from where i once laid
Scratching at the coffin walls, my heart is not here Alive, in the ground is where i lie
It belongs to another, crawling from my grave
my heart is not here
it belongs to another
that eats the fear
no one seems to hear my calls
It belongs to another, no one seems to hear my calls
It belongs to another, in the ground is where i lie
No one seems to hear my calls, scratching at the coffin walls, no one seems to hear my calls
Scratching at the coffin walls, dirt is stacked up 3 feet high
Scratching at the coffin walls, scratching at the coffin walls
I am the dead crawling from my grave, in the ground is where i lie, i m tortured by what i ve done with my decaying life
Iam the dead, rising from where i once laid, i ve failed to cope with my worthless existence
It belongs to another, dirt is stacked up 3 feet high
scratching at the coffin walls
scratching at the coffin walls
That eats the fear, it belongs to another Soul, an empty shell without a soul to sell
rising from where i once laid
Scratching at the coffin walls, in the ground is where i lie Alive, scratching at the coffin walls
everyday i am dying
No one seems to hear my calls, my heart is not here
scratching at the coffin walls
there s nothing left inside
Rising from where i once laid, it belongs to another
Scratching at the coffin walls, everyday i am dying
an empty shell without a soul to sell
An empty shell without a soul to sell, in the ground is where i lie, the truth so clear
everyday i am dying
it belongs to another
rising from where i once laid
No one seems to hear my calls, scratching at the coffin walls
In the ground is where i lie, no one seems to hear my calls
scratching at the coffin walls
The truth so clear, everyday i am dying Dead, dirt is stacked up 3 feet high
in the ground is where i lie
No one seems to hear my calls, no one seems to hear my calls
Iam the dead, no one seems to hear my calls
I am the dead crawling from my grave, there s nothing left inside, scratching at the coffin walls
Scratching at the coffin walls, it belongs to another
Scratching at the coffin walls, everyday i am dying