"The worms come in, the worms go out.” For some reason, this refrain keeps

playing in my mind as I awaken from my slumber. Stretching my arms, I

touch the edges of the container which seems to surround me. Realization

dawns as I scream, “let me out, let me out,” in abject horror. My fingertips become

raw and bleeding as I claw at the edges of my coffin prison. As I bang at

the walls of entrapment, I disturb one of its seams, dislodging a trickle of

dirt which cascades on my face.

I am terrorized by a nightmare without end for I am claustrophobic and even afraid of walking into a dark closet.

“Why, oh why, has this happened to me? Why can’t I remember?

Who placed me in this sarcophagus of abomination?”

Racking my brains, I suffer a flashback of unendurable dimensions. I see in my mind’s eye, my jilted lover kidnapping and throwing me in this box. I hear the thuds of shovel hitting earth as he furthers his retaliation.

Now I am alone and soon the oxygen will be depleted. I hear little rats scurrying around in my dark quarters. I cringe as I try to avoid their sharp gnawing teeth. I don’t have much longer to lament sorrowfully that I messed around with his best friend. But, oh, he brought me to peaks I’d never known. The remembrance of our sensual passion will stay with me until my dying day!

Digging graves came so naturally, and I hated it.

Always takin' my baby out, and that's o.k.

Don't judge me, I don't want to see your face.

I was left alone and my mind was blank.

My ears ring, and my eyes burn.

Death and hatred to mankind, what do I care.

Just throw the dirt, I'll stay here awhile.

When your time has come, I'll wait right here.

Burying me alive.

What did I see? Can I believe that what I saw,

Was all the people who loved me.

Taste me, you will see.

My ears ring, and my eyes burn.

Death and hatred to mankind, what do I care.

I care a lot.

But just throw the dirt, I'll stay here awhile.

When your time has come, I'll still be here.