If you stare long enough, you can see a star dying.

If you wait long enough, even God will stop trying.

In the dark of the night, just your will and a knife, you can dig the fear from your bones.

If you climb high enough, you can feel the air dissipate.

If you stand fast enough, even God is forced to wait.

In the dark of the night, just your will and a knife, you can dig the fear from your soul.

God will stop trying, no hand to guide us, no word to bind us, no end to strive for.

No fire to warm us when light is dying, the fountain dried up, God will stop trying.

Take heed and listen, your muscles screaming, the heavens watching, your heartbeat pounding.

For in the distance, your end is coming. Gather your might and stand up and fight it.