When it's time for the last test,
When the school bells ring,
After the last man leaves,
We'll rest because we are the greatest.
We have survived the wicked storm.
So when you hear the horn,
You'll know I have come for you.
And all are lies will shine.
For the very last time.
For the truth is close behind.
The regrets that we have will die,
And love will no longer hide.
So even with these old tokens,
That are battered and broken.
We will rest.
When we rest,
We will dream high above.
(Together with you wrapped in a glove.)
I hope you will rest in my arms.
For I will never do you harm.
When all of those days have come
That will be the finally sum,
Of all that we have done.