A baby, blue eyed

Innocent and pure

Lullabies and fairytales

In a world, obscure



Seen from the cradle

So simple it must seen

Easy come, easy go

Just like a wishful dream



FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE

Hangin' on to faith, enslaved



26 years later

A young man full of sin

Unemployed and sick and tired

Of whistling down the wind



A situation

Self inflicted, yet self contained

And the needle temptes

Knowing life has gone down the drain



FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE

Hangin' on to hope, enslaved

FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE

Living a lie, just like a slave



Life has made me realize, it's lost



Then as a old man

When death is closing in

Looking back

All I'll see is misery and sin



Trapped in this wheelchair

Shivering with fear

Deeds of dementia

The grave is all too near



FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE

Lived my life just like a slave

FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE

Misery until the ende