Why should I cry
I don't know why
I should cry
I'm scared.

Why should I die
I don't know why
I should die
I'm scared.

Will it hurt?
Is it cold?
I just don't know
I'm scared.

Now I lay me down to sleep
within this tomb, buried so deep
Oh Dark Lord, my soul will keep
He sowed, now I must reap
If I should wake
      before I die
before I break. . .
      please, oh please -- don't let me cry