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Locked In A CoffinFrom the shadows of Carpathia it arrivedRat legion sneaking ahead Spreading the master's sanguis Contaminating the innocent prey Locked inside a wooden coffin he lies Latent in the black mould of his land Gathering strength, restless Craving to reach the shore Encircled by the treacherous sea He awaits to unleash the wrath Upon the cross that once betrayed him Condemned him for all eternity o an everlasting hunger An ocean of time in solitude Look what your God has now done to me! The blood is the life, blood is the life! The blood is the life! To walk with me you must die to your breathing life and be reborn to mine. There is no life in this body Soulless, yet immortal I am locked in my coffin forsaken |