But, do you also have the strength

to be there for me till the end?
Would you have courage, live for me
respect my wishes, my decree?
Would you defend me against the world,
fight the doctors playing God,
slap your priests, if they came near,
or anyone who interferes?..

If I lay crying in my bed,
waiting, no longing for the end,
if I decide my time has come,
would you then be that trustful one
to guard this chamber, break this shell,
and free me from this living hell
by making sure my death is swift.
Would you grant me that sacred gift?

Can I trust you, mortal boy?