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