I'm locked in a box

With a window and a clock

Sometimes I can't sleep

I watch the second hand feeding





Time is ticking, ticking

And the flowers are dripping, dripping

I am awake and I cannot sleep





All hail to the madman

Great murderer, great Aryan

Take all that you need

Take my life, my song, my breed





Fires are burning, burning

My people are yearning, yearning

I'm locked away to defy and die





Instrumental





I'm locked in a box

With a window and a clock

Sometimes I can't sleep

I watch the second hand feeding





Time is getting colder

And I'm getting older, older

Where is the face that I knew before





I am awake and I cannot sleep