I am alive but I am dead in the world I was born into. I am alive, and here I stand waiting to feel something inside. I am rotting away into a state of mind. Altered, lethargic, bleeding from the eyes. My joints are frozen, a sudden energy. Jolts through my veins, exorcising the demons in me. In the blink of an eye I have realized my location, the place they call the underworld. Its presence is amongst me, the maniacal sounds haunt these grounds. Where the strongest of men tread not, where Gods are reduced to slaves. This unholy soul has birthed me again! The bowels of Hell can not digest me, Mother Earth vomit me forth. I am alive but I am dead in the world I was born into. I am alive, and here I stand waiting to feel something inside. My salvation has run out. Restless souls of death rise with me. If humanity's heart still beats, take all their lives and black out the skies. In the blink of an eye I have realized my location, the place they call the underworld. Its presence is amongst me, the maniacal sounds haunt these grounds. Where the strongest of men tread not, where Gods are reduced to slaves. This unholy soul has birthed me again!