Feel the heat from the sweat of the cold

Bodies withered decayed and old

They lay beneath the cold, black earth

The final resting place, destined form birth



Buried alive in a prison below

Left to die in a six foot hole

As he feels his time has run out

He hears someone above, he begins to shout



Please open the grave and let me out

I'm still alive, can you hear me shout

Open the grave and then you will see

For it's not a spirit that you hear, it's me

Set me free, set me free



He begins to hear the sound of a pick

Someone is digging, but time is ticking

Now he begins to drip with sweat

Cause he knows his prayers haven't been answered yet



Buried deep in a prison below

Left to die in a six foot hole

Seeing his life pass before his eyes

Hoping that someone will hear his cries



Open the grave and let me out

I'm still alive, can you hear me shout

Please, open the grave and then you will see

I'm not a spirit, and I can breathe

Cause I'm free, yes I'm free



The churches of the world are crumbling

Feel the fall of tower of cultures

As your flesh is ripped by social vultures



So here I stand after the war

My body is broken and my mind is torn



Colliding with time, past and future

So tell me if I'm in the dead past or ruined future



The churches of the world are crumbling

Feel the fall of tower of cultures

As your flesh is ripped by social vultures



So here I stand after the war

My body is broken and my mind is torn