I fall into a morbid sleep

Slowering of the heartbeats and breath

Laying motionless in the bed

Cold as snow

I can feel and hear them

All around me

Mourning and preparation

Finally they carry me away

Gloomy fog above the ground

Silvery light of the fullmoon

Sun has stayed below

The horizon today

Coffin lowered deep into the ground

I can hear them walk away

Leave me here alone

All I can do is wait

For the air to run out