Graveworms

Graveworms
Waking up in the blindness and fear can't breath the place 
is small I felt the wooden box of death trying to get out 
too late screaming loud but no one can hear trapped in a 
coffin where you can't leave I'm rotting day by day feeling
 the insects all over me they're eating me I feel them 
chewing thousands of them are carving for my flesh.