Down in My Grave

	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...