| Anything is what she is |
| Anywhere is where she’s from |
| Anything is what she’ll be |
| Anything as long as it’s mine |
| And the door it opens is the way back in |
| Or is it the way back out? |
| Anyplace is where she’ll be |
| Anyplace, she’ll see you from |
| Lies and secrets become your world |
| Anytime, anywhere she takes me away |
| And death climbs up the steps one by one |
| To give you the rose that’s been burnt by her son |
| Point me to the sky above |
| I can’t get there on my own |
| Walk me through the graveyard |
| Dig up her bones |
| I have seen the demon’s face |
| I have heard of her death place |
| I fall down on my knees in praise of the |
| Horrible things that took her away |
| And death climbs up the steps one by one |
| To give you the rose that’s been burnt by her son |
| Point me to the sky above |
| I can’t get there on my own |
| Walk me through the graveyard |
| Dig up her bones |