My time is here, nothing to fear Actions will speak, louder than words My shell lies here, stuck in the ground Short of its breath, for death I'm bound The road to the damned is paved with good intentions Our end is a dark shroud draped and hanging over In a dead man's eyes, cannot hear a sound Cold here and alone, damned in the ground My shell lies here, stuck in the ground Short of its breath, for death I'm bound