If you are the dealer, I'm out of the fray
If you are the healer, it means I'm laid up and grey
If thine is the media, then censored all my say
You want it darker –
We turn away

Terrified, petrified
We're human clay
Vilified, crucified
In the government's way
A million candles burning
For mercy kept at bay
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my Lord

There's virus in the story
So the pharma experts say
There's hospitals for suff'ring
And it's … fear that is to stay
We tear apart our friendships
Can't gather in any way
You want it darker –
We turn away

They're lining up the patients
All our arms are needle prey
There's lockdown for us fools
There's all the bills to pay
We didn't know 'twas in us
To murder and to slay
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my Lord

Terrified, petrified
We're human clay
Vilified, crucified
In the government's way
A million candles burning
For mercy kept at bay
You want it darker –
We turn away

If you are the dealer, I'm out of the fray
If you are the healer, it means I'm laid up and grey
If thine is the media, then … censored all my say
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my Lord