Dead but Dreaming - Smothered

It sleeps, submerged in the drowned city

It dreams, calling those who would be worthy

The madness takes control

The call consumes your soul

Nightmares haunt your

Sleepless nights

Suicide grips the weak

Feeble minds lost into chaos

Those who resist the call shall

Wither and die

Sleep no more 'o ancient one

Crush the world beneath your feet