Well, hold my hand as I'm lowered
Oh well, please don't see me as a coward
For death I do not forsake thee
Though your dark stare is always upon me

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
Well, I fell in love with the world in you

Oh death, do not feel like the victor
'Cause my poor life makes you none the richer
Oh, your cold hands are clutching at cloth
I leave nothing on earth that won't rot

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
Well, I fell in love with the world in you

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
And now I feel cold
Well, I fell in love with the world in you
And now I feel holier