what is that what is that you'll remember of me? present to me this person that you possess the dead will inherit the earth you know we were misleaded oh so long ago
stand by the wreckage that is me love me or else... my secret garden's a wasteland but you’re in bloom
and the nights are growing longer and colder her name got lost along the way and there it stays 'til the snowmelt sweet water resurrects the day by washing these dead hours away
en kumarra pohjatonta halua enkä täyttymystä sen olen kyltymätön ja siksi väsynyt ihminen