Young life, too young, who’s eyes are choking
Can’t rest, can’t sleep, for dreams that set you
Falling
Don’t feel the hunger, can’t drink no holy water
No light in these eyes, no place for dreams at all
Tonight

When the hand that rocks the cradle, is the hand
That holds the knife
And the knife that cuts the cable, kills the spark that
Feeds the life

No grave could be deep enough, down to hell if we
Were able
The veil of life was pushed aside, by the hand that
Rocks the cradle

The oath you take is sacred, to save not steel a life
Like the passing of the sweetest soul, that looked
Through human eyes

No grave could be deep enough, down to hell if we
Were able
The veil of life was pushed aside, by the hand that
Rocks the cradle

Young life, too young, who’s eyes are choking
Can’t rest, can’t sleep, for dreams that set you
Falling
Don’t feel the hunger, can’t drink no holy water
No light in these eyes, no place for dreams at all
Tonight

No grave could be deep enough, down to hell if we
Were able
The veil of life was pushed aside, by the hand that
Rocks the cradle

It’s the hand that rocks the cradle, is the hand that
Steels the life