Close your weary eyes, for they have seen too much, for they have seen too much Oh, have seen too much.
Way before the next, train of thought. Unwillingly you go, where you must. Unwillingly you fight, the ones you love. Unwillingly you go, where you must. Unwillingly you fight, the ones you love.
Try not to feel, this moment, as we watch you die.
Try not to feel this needle, in your side.
You're coming back, you're coming back, coming back, to life. You're coming back, coming back, to life.
