You don't need a lot of air when you are dead!
MAY I AWAKEN BEFORE I ROT
I love the sound of the rain pattering on top of my coffin during these months of storms.
Otherwise, the sounds of silence show me no love during the long lonely times.
I am dead and I am buried and I am still under the influence of the witch's spell.
May I awaken to exact my vengeance before I rot to my bones inside this tomb.