Hold My Hand as I'm Lowered

Hold my hand as I'm lowered

And please don't see me as a coward

For death, I do not forsake thee

Though your dark stare is always upon me

Well, I fell in love with a world in you

Well, I fell in love with a world in you

O Death, do not feel like the victor

'Cause my poor life makes you none the richer

Oh, your cold hands are clutching at cloth

I leave nothing on Earth that won't rot

Well, I fell in love with the world in you

Well, I fell in love with the world in you

Well, I fell in love with the world in you

And now I feel cold

Well, I fell in love with the world in you

And now I feel holier