Buried Alive

I speak in verses, prophecies, and curses
I hate my life
No miracle is coming
Hate you
It’s just a hole
Hate you
Nothing’s wrong with you
Hate you
Must maintain control
Hate you
Everyone’s asking questions
No place is safe
I’ll forfeit resurrection
To escape this pain
I hate my life
I speak in verses, prophecies and curses
This storm of thorns is growing
Hate me There’s no end in sight
Hate me Chaos claws my jaw
Hate me And incites a mental riot
Hate me
I’m in the mouth of madness
With a tongue of poetry
I ate the spine of Atlas
Now the world is crushing me I hate my life
Buried alive behind enemy lines
Surrogate child for the sins of all mankind
Hate
Buried alive behind enemy lines, buried alive, buried alive
For the sins of all mankind