You’re what keeps me believing the world’s not gone dead,
Strengths in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it’s all for you.
'Cause that's what you do.
No more fighting.
This is only a waste of our time.
'cause soon we'll be leaving.
Will this strength still be mine?
I’ll look out for you till i die, till i rot.
I’ll remember you till i die, til i rot.