Son, I'm not innocent Did it just because I was sold on a sentiment Did it all for love In the age of innocence What a mess we made To be measured up to numbers From the cradle to the grave In the depths of my discontent I may know my soul Lullaby is a sweet lament As the night retires I'm not afraid of the dark I'm not afraid of the dark I'm not afraid of the dark I'm not afraid of the dark We are one, in our malcontent Though we pray for love We're definded by our dissonance As we self-destruct In the age of innocence I am searching for the magic filter All at once I am home I'm not afraid of the dark I'm not afraid of the dark I'm not afraid of the dark I'm not afraid of the dark