The Well

Peace be to the underworld
That's where he dwells
They left him to pass
Into the otherworld
Alone, at the bottom of The Well
I can still hear him breathing
I can still feel his heart beating
From the bottom of The Well
My conscience is fleeting
Don't know what to believe in
So just ring that chapel bell

Greetings from the underworld
It's a cold and lonely Hell
The hate in their hearts
And the fear in their eyes
Banished me to the bottom of The Well
I curse the ground they walk on
And I hope the oceans flood them
And the water lifts me up from The Well
My spirit's heart's still beating
And hot fire I'm breathing
As I wait, at the bottom of The Well

Mercy on us
We don't know
How far
We fell
We gnash our teeth
And beat our breasts
Deliver us from the bottom of The Well!

Deliver us from the bottom of The Well!
Deliver us
Deliver us
Deliver us
Deliver us
Deliver us from the bottom of The Well!

Mercy
Deliver us from the bottom of The Well!
Mercy
Deliver us from the bottom of The Well!



Credits
Writer(s): Babatunde Doherty, Nicholas Matthew Balchin
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