When you enter that old house of yours for the last time
You will enter for the first time with me
Don´t turn around
I will hold you right as you break unimpeded through the remains of the bygone
With me by your side, don´t turn around
Whisper in the air you last craving
Forgive the reverent
Cry your last tears of much sorrow next to me
Don´t turn around
Remember the memories
Collect them in your essence
This will be your ultimate visit
But your passage to your new realm
I was not here for your birth
But I will be there for your death
And your proximate birth into our world