Awakened By Stench

This coffin isn’t big enough for me
Silk, satin and lace surrounding three
I hate being dressed up they’ve got me looking fucked up
I want out and no ones stopping me
My finger nails have grown strong enough
Inch long, sharp, ripping through this stuff
Wood shavings falling in my face
Who could stand the smell of this place
How much more can I bear
I’ve broken through the last layer
Arise from the dead, awoken from the stench
Bodys that are decomposing, thousands of them decayed and bloating
The reek of them magnifies by how old and when they died
The smell of these corps' decomposing gags me odors of theme corroding
I must get away from this peutred stench until then I will not rest
The soil pours in at a steady rate
Falls on me and I push