Death Obsession

All I see out there are dead trees and endless snow
Springtime won't come for me
My body's twisted and corrupted.

My brain still can think, but my head is like a broken shell
Lips can't say a word, my tongue's like a sleeping worm.

Eyes yet can see from this revolted bed of mine
And my mind try to escape this tomb
Please death take me away tonight.

Snow in the wind like thousands of white flies
My back is bleeding and i cannot feel the pain
Gangrene is devouring my shell
Like a lost soul I wanna burn in hell.

I'm not a man anymore
I'm like the roots of those trees out there
Growing old i'm digging my way
To the coffin i'll be in tomorrow.

I feel the wind out there
Blowing and giving me peace
"Listen to the sound of silence" it says
I'm getting used to it yet I'm still here.

I just wanna feel alive once more, not being just a corpse
I wanna love once more, and cry once more
Before the next stage of decomposition.

All that's left is my obsession, obsession for death
To the snow and the trees I introduce myself
"I am the living dead
.. I am the living dead!!!"

All that's left is my obsession, obsession for death
To the snow and the trees I introduce myself
"I am, the living, dead!!!"