How can it be that I feel this way My senses devoted to the other side Darkness is set never to end The black light my guidance, my only friend Drained from misery of so called life No reason to last when life-lust is gone An everlasting spiral of pain and despair Existence brought forth the living hell I find the living worth defying And admire the art of dying I am worthy to the ranks of the dead Bring forth only fear and dread My doom will conclude as deadly For I shall become the Underworldly My dark path will summon a portal so cruel The entrance awaits so hateful and grim A gruesome harvest, another prey For I shall not live another day Deaths hand brought forth to conquer my soul Down there awaits my throne so cold The living now gone, I fell from my tomb The wrath from below unites my spirit I find the living worth defying And admire the art of dying I am worthy to the ranks of the dead Bring forth only fear and dread My doom will conclude as deadly For I shall become the Underworldly Hellish! Wicked! Demonic! Infernal! ...I hear them scream I am finally here to witness my dream