The pressure of not knowing, the price we pay.
We know that everything is out of place.
Faithless existence, there is no time.
Your heart won't beat much longer.
The time will pass.
The cuts will show.
And you'll be taken from me.
Ripped from my grasp, you've given your all.
I wish that I could say the same.
I will not stay in this grave, I will rise because of you.
Pure at heart, I will be the hope in times of famine.
I am your light in times of darkness.
When all has left, your memory has kept me at bay.