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We are brought forth unto this world with nothing

And with nothing we depart

So I comment this body to the ground

With loving remembrance

Earth to earth

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep

As friends gather round and mourners they weep

My mind thinks of all the things I have done

My body is cold but my heartbeat goes on

And on... and on

As they lower me down into that hole in the ground

I scream out for help but they hear not a sound

I tear at the lid, my fingers they bleed

Is this happening to me or is it just a dream

Summon the dead...

Baphomet's call...

Blood on my hands...

"Let me out of here"

My bones are decayed, my flesh it doth rot

I'm lying in silk, take the lid off this box

My lungs gasp for air, my eyes scream for sight

I promise the rise of my body this night

Summon the Dead...

Baphomet's Call...

Blood on my Hands...

Screaming in Torment...

I'm telling you All...

Take heed of my Plea...

Answer my Call...

I'm gonna be Free...

Beroal Baalbin - Ghab Gabor Arise

I charge thee - Raise the Dead