Dark are the skies lit by the neon lights;

I walk on the street in embrace of the wind.

Fear, that gnaws me in its jaws;

I bury my head in my hands from the world.

And the voice in my head won't leave me alone...



Black are the walls that imprison my soul;

Darkness surrounds me in the cloak of the night.

Down, deep inside I say a prayer for my soul;

My phobias ruling the life I once had.

And the voice in my head questions my faith...



All that I need from thee to be free...



Lower me down in my grave;

And bid me farewell.

Lower me down in my grave;

With the flowers I'll wither away.

Lower me down;

Down in my grave...



Alone in the dark, in the silence of the night;

Long is the road to the lights of the day.

I close my eyes in the frozen ground;

I see my old self in the cold soothing soil.

And the voice in my head silenced by faith...



All that I need from thee to be free...



Lower me down in my grave;

And bid me farewell.

Lower me down in my grave;

With the flowers I'll wither away.

Lower me down;

Down in my grave...