What a lamb to its slaughter
Buried in water

Down under the ground
There´s a town there, I´ve been down there
In the middle of the lake
I hold your hand for goodness sake

When the women and kid´s are asleep
The walls there and the skin of the sheep
So lock all the windows and doors
The devil´s coming for you and yours

Like a lamb to his slaughter
Buried in water
Buried in water
Buried in water

When the leaves go floating away
In the pale moonlight
Bury anchors in our garden
And we can let our heartbeats go