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