This is not my bed to rest, in the dirt With no beat hailing from my chest Resurrect me and bring color back to my eyes Dying, pale-faced, sickened friend of mine Speak with me for the last time Dead man, show me where you rest your head So I know not to follow any trace of your footsteps Gravedigger, I watched you take a breath And as the color left your face, the earth became your bed This is the end, of your existence But my own fate, lies in the palm of my hands So every breath, moves with steps To keep you far from me There's no escaping the truth There's no coming back for you I feel death's hands wrapped around my neck But dear God, I want to live instead Only I will watch my veins run dry, and give out Are we alone in life or only when we die? Maybe with death will come a light, to be spread over the sky Ad bring the end of something beautiful Maybe my life is meant to chase, a god without a face To build me as I'm meant to be Oceans flood my, bruised and red eyes As I awake and see the sun Maybe with death will come a light To be spread over the sky