Buried Alive

Buried alive
Buried alive

Waking up to the breath of the ore, in a sea of black
If you cut a worm in two the other half will grow back
If I’m alive or dead I don’t really care as long as my soul's intact

Buried alive
Buried alive

Stinking corpse, I smell but cannot see, you hateful neighbor!
Pride, monomania, everything from Earth, topaz vapor
Hichloridized polyethylene resin lacquered newspaper

Buried alive
Buried alive

Maybe I’m wrong
Maybe I’m waking for the day