Premature Burial

Scratching at the box, hand stretches from the earth Deceased before I am dead, denounced since birth Alone in this dark void, left to deal with my fear No way to escape the embrace of the dead Body numb, does not respond My mind sees all Coroner tags me for burial Ignoring life's call My body left to rot yet the blood still flows Lowered down into my plot, the soil is now my home Release of my soul is impossible to me When I still possess it, how can it be free? Not dead yet, why am I ignored? Mourning for the dead Not dead yet, while I still live Premature burial, premature Pronounced dead, I still see I lie motionless A mind that's still alert while functions cease Awake, I still am forever trapped The light of day now will never be seen Crawling of the insects Is all that I now feel Alive upon my flesh My death is not real Not dead yet (premature burial) Mourning for the dead (premature burial) The expiration met, premature burial And I still live (premature burial) Kill me, premature burial