Violet Stigmata Rock Around The Coffin Lyrics

I've been talking to myself for hours now;
this is the end of my way,
my very last try.
My head's floating over the ruins
of my very robotic body.
This place's as dark as the night.
I know I'll never come back
to the normality I used to hate before.
I have written a story about reality
like a secret diary,
the shelter I need;
I guess that time has come to shout,
Is there anything else I could think about?
I want to get out!
I want to get out from this funeral maze,
forever out of this place.
I've been scratching the wood for hours now,
I just can't go on like this I'm much too tired.
I'd rather sleep for a while and have a little rest,
time is all I have.
Or do I belong to time?
Worms are waiting for the flesh to rot.