Echoes of Death

Trapped inside my self-capsule For a journey into an atmosphere A darkened space I'm floating in Although I am not here I'm caught, a room, it's colored black The trap I haven't chosen I cannot think, my limbs I cannot move, seems like they're frozen Peaceful existence in a world Above earthly life I've been there in this paradise Where all is calm and nice Walking in the other side I can't tell the difference Between day and night Voices I can hear Hidden somewhere, but they're near Out there in this universe Imaginary world of fantasy Am I dreaming? But It seems so real to me Humanity denies death Search for immortality Melancholy desire Can't become reality No reason to fear death We all will meet it anyway A promised life in hereafter As we will pass away --- Echoes of Death - Pestilence