Requiem for the Undead

What am I doing here?
What is this horrid place?
Why am I gripped with fear; what is it I must face?

This cannot be my life
This cannot be for real
I’ve been condemned to live in a world so surreal

Trapped in this sordid prison
Tormented in this cell
I am my own captor in this infernal hell

I do not belong here
I do not deserve this
Sentenced to suffer in this never-ending abyss

Call no one happy who is not dead!
Call no one happy who is not dead!
Dead!

One day this curse will end
One day I’ll be set free
No longer a victim of this self-induced misery

‘Til death do I remain
Mourning the life I’ve led
Singing a requiem: a requiem for the undead

Call no one happy who is not dead!
Call no one happy who is not dead!
Dead!