Until the day my eyes stop seeing,
Until the day my heart stops beating,
I will keep trying, keep needing
To change this fucking world.
I have no other purpose, no order.
I have no God to help, no hope.
I will not just stop noticing murder,
I will not go down this slope.
Perhaps my road winds a little,
And maybe I am really mistaken,
But I am willing to give up all and beat it,
To see the chance that has not been taken.