Entombed

Entombed

He was alive, he was alive
but dwelled among the dead
He was alone, he was alone
with thousands in his head

He broke all shackles, every bond,
but captive just the same
So crying, hopeless, he remained

Until the Savior came

The demons rushed into the swine,
the swine into the sea
A slave who lived among the tombs,
The man, at last, was free.