Cannibal Corpse Staring Through The Eyes Of The Dead
Why can=B9t I breath, still I see. Dead on the table, try to move, I=B9m not able to. They said I have died, I still feel alive. I won=B9t believe their lies, I can still see through these...eyes. Help me, I=B9m not dead, wake me from this hell, tell me I=B9m alive, = Dead. Knives cutting into me, scalpels rip me. Screaming into their deaf ears, now they stop and see my tears. Help me, I=B9m not dead, wake me from this hell, tell me I=B9m alive, = Dead. I can=B9t stop the visions, stop the premonitions. My soul can=B9t escape the boundaries of my flesh. My heart does not = beat, my spirit does not rest. They said I have died, I still feel alive, I won=B9t believe their = lies, I can still see through these...eyes.
