The Tomb Within - Autopsy

You’re dying inside

Every heartbeat closer to the last

Immortality, a fallacy

A perverted pipe dream of the past

The tomb, it needs

It’s hunger, an unforgiving force

Your blown mind reels in torture

True doom locked on it’s course

Your blood it flows in torment

A testament to weakness

Your death-day clock is ticking

You’ll surrender to your creatures

The tomb, it needs

It’s hunger, an unforgiving force

Your blown mind reels in torture

True doom locked on it’s course

Your graveyard eyes unseeing

Your mind drowns in the crypt

Construction of the perfect beast

Your senses have been stripped

Look over your shoulder

Damnation’s waiting there

Your run slows to a crawl

The casket calls to your despair

Abyssal hopelessness

Down on bloody knees

There’s madness in your soul

A swarming of disease

Cemetery visions

Eyes peeled red and open

Curled up in a coffin

Mind and soul are broken

The tomb, it needs

It’s hunger, an unforgiving force

Your blown mind reels in torture

True doom locked on it’s course

Merging with the void

While uncloaked by total doom

Feel the reaper’s breath

As you slip inside the tomb

Wake up dead and mourning

With a knife tight in your fist

Thank the blood red skies

For with death you have been kissed