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