I am a man with a simple dream
To be a good husband to my half
Build a home full of life and love
And carry a child of my own.

I know I will come to that point
When? And how will it be?
Will it be change into darkness?
I feel like my time is up.

I'm now lifting a world at my back
Like Atlas, but I'm too weak for that
I am too young to be here
Experiencing this whole nightmare.

She has another man in her life
Her behalf is now sick to death
Their child is too young to understand
While I'm a half human and a half
Artificial.

Rip my body and tear it into
A big pieces, part by part
Sell my sinful soul to the King
Then buy a child a dress to wear
For the day of my memorial.

I have my one and only will
Bury my heart under a plant
So I will help the plant to grow
To have their child something to eat.