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...