Paroles: Herman Dune. After Y2K.

first: when the bad times come
i need to know: "will you be here?"
when surrendered and trapped i'll cry
will you stand by me?
hold my hand when it shivers
cause i hear them coming
my breath hard and the fever
the blood in my throat and in my temples
exhausted by fear when i need to rest
YOU
would i hide here?
in the bottom of your cellar, under your sheets
would i hide here?
a walk through the cold struck down by hunger
and the light of your room at night
can i trust the light?
when i am not gone after year 2000 because of you
will you bring me books, books of truth
and hold a little candle?
stand still please, stand still and under the threat
would i hide here?
in the trunk of your car or in your bathroom
would i hide here?
would i hide here?
in the bottom of your cellar, under your sheets
would i hide here?