The Cell

Why am i here? What is this place
I feel so cold inside, tormented, my mind swept aside
Am I alive or am I dead? Is this heaven or is this hell?
I’m drowning, I’m dreaming
I’m calling but no one ever there
This can’t be real, nothing but illusions
Trapped in the cell
Far away, deep inside my mind is a scene
Where I died, but this can’t be real
It must be a dream
What if I never wake up again?
If I am dead, this cannot be heaven
But must be hell
I am the resurrection
I am your sin, your fate
I come to bring your conviction
I’ll let you drown in your hate
Who are you and where am I?
You are down here with us
Waiting for your final judgement
Six feet under a stone cross