Here lies a man
Who does not rest in peace
He spent his whole life
Dragging people down on their knees
He turned away the grace God gave
Took his sister and brother as slaves
With fear he kept them in chains
Only for his soul to save
Now none do fear
As he is laid in his grave
Here lies a man
Who took everything he saw
Do what you will
Was the whole of his law
He lived in a tower of stone
And there he lived all alone
Took the children out of their homes
And he ruled the world by telephone
Now no one sheds a tear
As they bury his old grey bones
Here lies a man
Who likened himself to a god
He chose who lived or died
Now he goes down under the sod
What will he see down there
Will he disappear into thin air
Is he born again new and fair
Or does he live on in some nightmare
Will he tumble down to hell
And cry out in despair
Power is a dream
And some men don't sleep so well
Some men shake and moan
When they hear that graveyard bell
Now all the children gather 'round
As he is laid in the ground
And they pray for his soul to be found
And not in hell to be bound
But the man cannot hear
He cannot hear a sound