15 lonely years

Listening to my breath

Waiting in the darkness

Wasting what time I've got left

Walls are closing in

Or does the outside world expand?

I guess I've gone insane

Blood drips from the ceiling

Tomorrow is just another word for misery

Be it dusk or dawn

It's all the same to me

In the cold light of my truth

The darkness seem even more real

Tomorrow is just another word for misery

Tales from the crypt

Tales from the crypt

Inhale, exhale

The same air all over again

Memories flee from me

They despise my company

You know

Tomorrow is just another word for misery

Tales from the crypt

Tales from the crypt

I close my eyes

But my mind is open wide

Silence is deafening

I need some peace of mind

Hear me screaming from the grave

I read the number of my wrist

It's 666

Tomorrow is just another word for misery

And all the yesterdays are my sworn enemies

Tales from the crypt

Tales from the crypt