I’ve finally let you go and left the past to die This is my resignation from All that we’ve loved and left behind In the grave you dug for me A frame of bones reside A graven, barren, broken tomb Resides where once delicate orchids bloomed No revocation

Tommy, can you hear me? And Tommy doesn't know what day it is He doesn't know who Jesus was Or what praying is How can he be saved From the eternal grave? Did you ever see the faces of the children They get so excited Waking up on Christmas morning

You say you want From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you You all I want is Diamonds on a ring of gold Your story to remain untold But all the promises we make You say you'll give me A highway with no one on it

Dead, dead, you'll always be dead to me Dead, dead, dead You'll always be dead to me You belong in the grave never to be heard from again Losing it, get a grip, turn it around No one here cares if you're running your mouth I won't wait around 'til you

You thought it was over; it's not over I'll be back; I brought my axe In the shadows, alone in the dark Young victims I stalk I'll be back From the grave To mutilate Axed in the back Pick through the neck

She’s been lonely and forgotten ever since But her beauty in the night light will remain Yeah will remain, dear Mary Jane A violet plucked from mother’s grave Oh hear Mary Jane Kelly So sad and singing sadly Ex-soldier Thomas Bowyer found you in the

From the cradle to the grave (Straight from the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!) Forever wild from the cradle to the grave Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah) They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend Now I'm a free man on the

His body and blood Sharing in common Serving Messiah ooh Serving Messiah Receive, consume This grave hill stinks of death A reek from the ground Catches whiff of the hound

She told me put my heart in the bag (In the bag) And nobody gets hurt (Nobody) Now I'm running from her love, I'm not fast (Fast) So I'm making it worse (Making it worse) Now I'm digging up a grave, from my past I'm a whole different person (A whole

Blood is on your hands The wages of sin From the other side of the grave Why can I see blood on your hands? Their darkness has defeated you Your lifeline running backwards Remember, sins of our fathers A requiem, for the countless dead Future's eyes