I'm tortured by what I've done with my decaying life. nI've failed to cope with my worthless existence. nThere's nothing left inside, everyday I am dying. nAn empty shell without a soul to sell. nI am the dead, crawling from my grave. nRising from where I once laid. nScratching at the coffin walls. nNo one seems to hear my calls.nDirt is stacked up 3 feet high, in the ground is where I lie. nThe truth so clear, my heart is not here. nIt belongs to another that eats the fear. nI am the dead crawling from my grave.nRising from where I once laid. nScratching at the coffin walls. nNo one seems to hear my calls