Holding on by the seat of the soul,
Watching with horror as the world unravels,
Revealing the true chaos behind watching eyes
As you plunge below the icy waves,
Gasping in shock as you slowly drown
To a chorus of applause and cheers.

Holding on by the strings of the heart
As each pounding beat resolves into silence,
As each shuddering drive fades with the moment,
Leaving all calm and still, the realm of hurt behind
As silent certainty creeps forward from the darkness
To engulf everything in twilight.

Holding on by the will of the mind
As it screams in panic, thrashing wildly
In order to overcome the force of oblivion
Pressing down with undeniable conviction,
Praying madly for that ray of hope
To escape the cold clutches of death.

But though you try so hard
To hold back from that gate
By the time you see the signs
It's already too late

Hell's maw yawns, of course you fear,
But just what can you do?
Your grip is slipping, your hand is shaking
The end is looming near...

But you're holding on
     Though the pain is great
You're holding on
     It's not too late,
You're holding on
     You're facing fate
And there's nothing you can do but
     Hold on.