Crown of Bones

I am buried alive My thoughts and actions digging me deeper These transgressions surround me Forming a coffin I'm bound in A living beast I'm sentenced to These claw marks are my struggles My plea for help As darkness creeps heavier and heavier on my soul A beam of light presents itself Freedom Lend a hand and set me free And I promise to do the same for you Where is your shovel? Where is your weapon of choice? I'm falling deeper and deeper into this abyss Just let me hear your voice I am being lifted I can finally breath the sweet moist air The smell of death and soil surrounds me But all I see is light A mirror And my reflection is the grave digger I put myself here Clothed in pig's skin With a crown of bones I have demonized me Lend me a hand and set me free And I promise to do the same for you Where is your shovel? Where is your weapon of choice? I'm falling deeper and deeper into this abyss Just let me hear your voice Let me leave this place of death If you'll open the gate I promise I'll walk through Cleanse me and bathe me Show me your forgiving hand Show me what forgiveness is Bury this cloak of filth These things that weigh me down You dig the hole And I'll toss this aside I'm burying myself again Walking away a new creation