(Then the blackness loomed close up against my skin
Snuffing out even the evil whining hiss of those damning lips
Driving all sensibility into retreat
In a [bad word] in the center of the soul into Hades)

I Forever Dream Within Dream
Of Certain City In The Sea
As I Walk The Valley Of Unrest
Behind This Mask Of Crimson Death

I Long For Loss Of Breath
And Most Dire Predicament
Murders In [bad word] Morgue
Silence And Shadow's What I Adore

I Cant Explain Just How It Feels
The Thoughts Of My Premature Burial
Inside This Oblong Box I Lie
With The Hopes I'll Be Buried Alive

The Oval Portrait Upon The Wall
Will Someday Cause This House To Fall
The Power Of Words Left Unsaid
As I Join The Spirits Of The Dead

I Can't Explain Just How It Feels
The Thoughts Of My Premature Burial
Inside This Oblong Box I Lie
With The Hopes I'll Be Buried Alive

Well, I'm The Man Who's Used Up
Washed Up
Bricked Up

Descent Into Maelstrom
Bedlam [bad word] 
Bet The Devil My Head
Misled
Bloodshed

Heart Under The Floorboards
Beats For
Lenore
Nevermore

I Cant Explain Just How It Feels
The Thoughts Of My Premature Burial
Inside This Oblong Box I Lie
With The Hopes I'll Be Buried Alive

I Cant Explain Just How It Feels
The Thoughts Of My Premature Burial
Inside This Oblong Box I Lie
With The Hopes I'll Be Buried Alive