Sunday, September 20, 2009

Buried Alive

As my family gathers to rejoice with my friends,
I’m laid down my eyes are closed
They look upon with smiling faces
I wonder what’s going on
You are dead, someone said
But surely I asked this must be all a dream
Cos I was just listening to Cream
You are alive but dead, awake but asleep
No it can’t be for they wouldn’t rejoice
Then after sometime began to realize
That they were celebrating my demise
I tried to touch them, but couldn’t reach them
Then they closed the casket with smiles upon them
No I screamed, but couldn’t get through to them
Something this must not be happening

With a hammer they sealed it shut
Dragged the box and threw it in a hole
The box shook with every wave of dirt
Then finally it stopped
Finally I opened my eyes, my true eyes
And looked into the silent darkness
I couldn’t move and could barely breathe
I tried in vain to break free
I scratched and scratched till my nails fell out
Then realized I had almost no oxygen left
Finally in a last effort, I started kicking the sides
But that was in vain and helped seal my demise
For I had used up all the remaining oxygen, so I closed my eyes
To think of what I had done wrong, to deserve such a death
But nothing came to me except thoughts of regret

Then I remembered they were rejoicing out there
Filling me with hate removing the despair
Thinking of ways to kill them like sheep
I blacked out and died in my sleep
Because I died with an uncompleted take
I didn’t go to the sky or under
Seconds later I woke up as a ghost
I began my journey, to make them suffer
Finally I found them many hours later
Parting, celebrating
They needed a cold shower
I entered the house and they started to scream
To them I looked ugly It seemed
No matter I taught, in the end you’ll look iron beams
But till I’m done nobody goes free
After watching too much supernatural,
Some bitch circled me with salt
So I pulled her eyes out, but I felt sorry for her
So I killed her child and fed it to her
The others they ran away but I locked them in
So they couldn’t get away
I made them suffer, i made them bleed
They begged for mercy, they even began to plead
Some tried to bribe me,some tried to fight back
i killed one with a fat cat
One of 'em i possessed his he's
And kill the others through him
He tried to fight me out of he's head
Then he realized I'm was dead
In the end the house was flooded with the blood of the others
I would have even killed my son, if I had one
Then I went off to hell to meet everyone, killed that day
Satan gave me the key to their cell
I took the key and stuck it up a bitch
And told them I’m off to get rich
Now hell is not like what you think
It’s filled with things to drink
It has booze, whores, and TV
Why don’t you come here join me, it’s better than heaven
Or why would god play the X-box with me?

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