In this godforsaken bitterness,
I rest with my hands on your hands,
As I am mislead
Now I dream of dreams everlasting,
Of an uncursed world with dreamland sky
How I bleed in this social wilderness,
I grow old without the promised beauty
I grow old without the live that I dreamed of
Hold me tight,
I don't want to leave
Pull me tight,
I don't want to die