And I was calling my nurse..
And I was losing the force..
It’s the way how things should be..
I don’t need your courtesy..

Now my skin is white –
You can stand aside..

And I was calling my nurse..
And I was losing the force..
It’s a wish to die before,
Before they take me to the store..

Now my body’s cold –
This is not your fault..

I am gone..
You go on..
We will fall to rise up..