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
