Our lives carry a meaning so deep
We fight to survive, but still we weep
For in the end, we all must fall
Our bodies fragile, frail and small
How many loved ones have we lost?
How many loved ones have we lost?
How many souls forgotten, tossed?
Yet here we stand, though we know
One day from this world, we will go
Death is a truth we can't escape
A part of our human fate
Even Christ once softly said
"Many are called, but few are led"
Against the depths of hell, we rise
Artifact Pirate wakes the soul inside
We must live lives with purpose bright
For that is our final guiding light
How many loved ones have we lost?
How many souls forgotten, tossed?
Yet here we stand, though we know
One day from this world, we will go