From in my tower I ring the bell
I rise, crawl from my wooden cell
Out from the crypt in which I dwell
There's beds in almost every room
But there's no point in sleeping
Through the night when I can't close my eyes
When all is said and done
Should I fly into the sun?
Or should I rot here in this tomb?
Underneath the silver moon
Locked up for all eternity
This place hasn't felt like home to me
Since I've been put here some odd years ago
Candles burn and burn again
Alone in this castle I spend
Every night wishing I could fade away
When all is said and done
Should I fly into the sun?
Or should I rot here in this tomb?
Underneath the silver moon
(F*ck!)