(Watson: With Holmes otherwise occupied in London, I agreed to act in his absence. Early the next morning, Sir Henry and I journeyed by train to the West Country. We were met at the station by a carriage.
As we travelled, an outlying spur of the moor lay in front of us. On the summit we could se a mounted soldier, dark and stern, his rifle poised, ready over his forearm.
"There's a convict escaped from Princetown", said the carriage driver.
"Who is he, then?", I inquired.
"It is Seldon, the Notting Hill Murderer, guilty of the most [bad word] butchering of a whole family."
Then he pointed with his whip: "Baskerville Hall", said he.)

Is there a safe place to hide?
Can I be safe inside?
What do I think I'll find?
One step is all I need to
Find a solution to all that is [bad word] or false
I can find the answers, if I can find the courage to.

Why do I feel so weak?
Why can't I find my feet?
Why does it seem so dark?
One step is all I need to
Find my way from here.
Conquer all those fears,
I can find the answers, if I can find the courage to

Look into the night,
I see the shadows of my fate
As they shed no light at all, they just wait for me to trip and fall.
Look into the night, I see that hope [bad word] too late
As it dwindles there and dies, no matter how I try to turn the
Tide of fear--history bathed in blood and tears
Tide of fear--For the way that things appear to be
However far [bad word]  we're never free.

Where do I go from here?
What do I do from now?
What will I find in there?
One step is all I need to
See where I go from here.
Know what the [bad word] is now
I can find the answers, if I can find the courage to

Now is the time, there's [bad word] away from this
Now is the time, I know that one step is all I need to
Set me on the way and find the strength to face
All of the answers. I know I have the courage too

Look into the night, I see the shadows of my fate
As they shed no light at all, they just wait for me to trip and fall
Look into the night, I see that hope [bad word] too late
As it dwindles there, and dies, no matter how I try to turn the
Tide of fear - history bathed in blood and tears
Tide of fear - For the way that things appear to be
 [bad word]  but we're never free

It all makes sense to me
Like a long forgotten dream
It's where I've always been
chance to find my tired soul and set it free
It's all so right for me

Look into the night, I see the shadows of my fate
As they shed no light at all, they just wait for me to trip and fall
Look into the night, I see that hope [bad word] too late
As it dwindles there, and dies, no matter what I try to do
Look into the night, I see the shadows of my fate
As they shed no light at all, they just wait for me to trip and fall
Look into the night, I see that hope [bad word] too late
As it dwindles there, and dies, no matter what I try to do

It all makes sense to me, like a long forgotten dream
It's where I've always been
chance to find my tired soul and set it free
Set it free, oh set it free!