Morbid Sleep-Blood Red Fog

I fall into a morbid sleep Slowering of the heartbeats and breath Laying motionless in the bed Cold as snow I can feel and hear them All around me Mourning and preparation Finally they carry me away Gloomy fog above the ground Silvery light of the fullmoon Sun has stayed below The horizon today Coffin lowered deep into the ground I can hear them walk away Leave me here alone All I can do is wait For the air to run out