Buried from Wunderkammer by Polyverso

Be hunted by black trees
they’re laughing when I fall down
the dense dirt drag my feet
I bury myself into slime

I guard my back but I’m
so slow to dig
the edges are too slick
and my grip is a burden

to my life
to survive
to my life

I look for an old friend
pretending all is simple
but he cannot help me
he doesn’t know

I guard my back but I’m
so slow to dig
the edges are too slick
and my grip is a burden

to my life
to survive
to my life

buried alive
to survive
buried alive

and my grip is a burden
to my life
to survive
to my life

buried alive

and my grip is a burden
to survive
to my life
to survive
buried alive

• Alternative
• coldwave
• darkwave
• electronic
• post-punk
• Rome