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​Buried Alive

This song is by 8 Weeks Dead and appears on the EP Projects in the Junkyard (2007).

Clenching my fist I hack at the wrist
Not stopping 'til I reach the bone.
If I told you once I told you countless times
Not to leave me alone.
Still you turn your blind eyes to me
And the darkness that's growing inside.
Visions of death and the sky turning blood red.
Witness, now, my grim demise.

Broken, bleeding, screaming.
Buried alive.
Darkness never ending.
Buried alive.

Making my home in these catacombs.
My body now broken and torn.
Sit on my throne of corpses and bones,
Condemned by the oath that I've sworn.

Broken, bleeding, screaming.
Buried alive.
Rotting. Senses reeling.
Buried alive.

My life a distant memory.
Unlife is all I know.
My time, drowned in heresy
Is now moving slow.
Mankind will never comprehend
The origins of fear.
All they know is consequence.
Their end is drawing near.

I now find shelter in the dark.
My flesh, it burns away.
Lepers. A legion of zombies
Scatter the charred remains.
My life a distant memory.
Unlife is all I know.
My time, drowned in heresy
Forever moving slow.

Moving slow.

Clenching my fist I hack at the wrist
Not stopping 'til I reach the bone.
If I told you once I told you countless times
Not to leave me alone.
I'm buried alive