Anne E. DeChant - 1000 Souls Lyrics
Quickly the end of birthRotting this is the endAnother lonely corpse is ready now to bendInto a prison of dirtBeneath the god awful earth!Closed gates of death where I do restPray comes undone hopes of cremationAll alone, in the groundTake what is yours my virgin corpseSoul once for me set loose and freeWhat will be done soon I'm no oneWait why must this be God help me pleaseAll alone, the cemetery's full!Listen to what's been said, my words to all mankindCombined evil visions, lurking inside my mindWorried thoughts I wonder, Imagine you were to dieExist never again, no hope for afterlife!!Imagine!!