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 [bad [bad word] will ever fade 
 I long for this wind to cease 

 Everything we hold will pass away 
 Everything we hold will pass away 
 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 
 Everything we hold will pass away