Hold My Hand As I'm Lowered
 作曲 : Fink
Hold my hand as I’m lowered. And please don’t think 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 a world in you.
Well, I fell in love with a world in you.
O 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 a world in you.
Well, I fell in love with a 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.