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Into a pine box I go

The only place you will have me

Six feet below, no headstone

Made to be nevermore

Made out to be nothing more

Than a piece of lore

Is it that I have been separated from flesh

Can it be my soul is torn

Is this my home

Stagnation befouling thee

Defaced is my imagery

Trapped within an abysmal tomb

Banished to eternal ruin

Spiraling vortex of pain

My downfall relived over and over again

I must find a way to escape

This spell that binds, I shall break

Manifestation of my inner-strength

Self-resurrected, I can feel my heartbeat

Long forgotten, my moments of valor

Superseded by the lies

Discredited feats of power

Buried by snakes in disguise

Can it be I was never dead

A shadow cast over my eyes

Or was it always a curse

I've carried all of my life

Rise

Clawing my way out of the earth

From dirt I emerge

I'm longing for my first breathe

Gasping for air

On my own terms I am reborn

Cleansed of their scorn

Let there be fear

In the hearts of those who left me forlorn