Buried Hatchet

Buried with the dead

A gruesome fear

These corpses feed on my soul

Insanity

As we wither, our bodies turn to dust

Enclosed, embedded.

All we cannot see is lost

Gazing in the eyes of the dead

The time has come for us to be dismembered

Enticed by this cruel fate

The hatchet is buried

Sworn to eliminate

The stage is set, my eyes, they cannot see

Both legs now broken

Body numb and the barrel of the gun

Is pointed there right at me

All we see, is the darkness of the light, don't stop me

All we see, is the darkness of the light, don't stop me

These demon walls can't contain

This raging anger inside

As they feast on the dead

The wait is over

These corpses feed on my soul

Insanity

No chance to fight them off

Always outnumbered

Down for the count

Dead and left behind

Ravaged and slaughtered