Thrust into black, whirling deep locomotion Crushed under stone and rubble demolition Raw nerves collide under dark premonitions Home is a tomb of black smoke burning coffins, yeah And I'm feeling today so lost and strange The fields of death are along the way And I know that the dead are all I have, Wrapped in dirt, under the ground, under this Earth You will find the casket empty after midnight A madman at your door in the morning of tomorrow The shadows speak, the candles wave when no one's there My murdered life, the ravens fly, and I am alone and nobody cares And I'm feeling today so lost and strange The fields of death are along the way And I know that the dead are all I have Wrapped in dirt, under the ground, under this Earth Fear in his heart that drove the madness Putrid, decay, grinning maggots Life fades away from twisted bodies A corpse of blue ooze from the coffin, yeah-yeah And I'm feeling today so lost and strange The fields of death are along the way And I know that the dead are all I have Wrapped in dirt, under the ground, under this Earth