Bedemon - Last Call lyrics

The final hour is getting near.

The time is getting close, I fear.

Footsteps at my door I hear;

Time to pay for life so dear.

I want to flee, but its too late;

My soul is in the grip of Fate.

I close my eyes, take one last breath

And feel the cold, cold hands of Death.

Slowly now I drift away

Into an eerie time and space.

I cry out but no one hears

In this lonely, strange new place.

Blackness closes all around.

No longer can I see or feel.

The last thought slowly echoes out:

Am I a dream, or am I real?