You have lost yourselfnYou will never be foundnWe'll cut from ear to earnWe will open you upnnYou have that look upon your facenThe cut that razors can tracenCan we cut to the point?nCan we cut to the point?nnWhere have the carving knives gone?!nWhere have the carving knives gone?!nnWe will leave you undergroundnScreaming out so loudnYou won't make a soundnnWe will leave you undergroundnScreaming out so loudnYou won't make a soundnnLast chancenLast breathnLast wordnLet's Have A PrayernnLost in lovenLost in lovenLost in lovenLast in lovennThey'll need more than a shovel to dig you up