The Old Coffin Spirit
The Old Coffin SpiritMy soul is trembling, asphyxiated exhalationBut, feel like my nameStarting around the tombs of marbleUntouched carry the crew of agesAn unwed coffin attracts meInside the fear an odd wonderStrange prompting as i read the nameNow rest in my new dwellingThe property calls "be done"I'm the old coffin spiritMaster and slave on my own landWell hidden behind the pute starsFluttering in distant unknown zonesMacabre dance with the diastric windsHrismed to haunt the kiss of light