Anne E Dechant - 1000 Souls lyrics

Quickly the end of birth

Rotting this is the end

Another lonely corpse is ready now to bend

Into a prison of dirt

Beneath the god awful earth!

Closed gates of death where I do rest

Pray comes undone hopes of cremation

All alone, in the ground

Take what is yours my virgin corpse

Soul once for me set loose and free

What will be done soon I'm no one

Wait why must this be God help me please

All alone, the cemetery's full!

Listen to what's been said, my words to all mankind

Combined evil visions, lurking inside my mind

Worried thoughts I wonder, Imagine you were to die

Exist never again, no hope for afterlife!!

Imagine!!