Cremated alive

Called upon to the incinerator
I'm not ready to die
Feeling heat from the open flames
I'm still quite alive

No... don't put me in
I'm not a corpse
I must live
My soul is torn

In the crate i hear men speak
I start to sweat as they move me
On the table next to the flames
I will never breathe again
Boils on my feet start to burn
I know that next is my turn

The pain i endured wasn't bad
Now i'm dead many are glad
My death was fine it was real
What is next? cremated alive