What is this world
What is it we've created
In the burdens of this life
I cannot rest
This world means nothing
Everything we hold will pass away
With a void of completion
Comfort will ever fade
I long for this wind to cease
Everything we hold will pass away [x2]
I long for this wind to cease
We once held undying devotion
Now dead to our thoughts
Undefined like our love
Everything we hold will pass away [x2]