obel, agnes
i wanna buy you roses
'cause the words are dead
follow in the blindness
on the arrow head
and you know it
yeah the words are dead
lower them down
didn't know if you could
deny the dead
leaving them in silence
on their mouldy bed
oh i am numb
and over
their kingdom come
lower me down
they are dead
oh
don't cry for me
don't you cry for me
lower them down in the ground