Žodžiai dainai: Tunng. Death And The Maiden.

She walked out quietly one morning in May
Cars and the cold had conspired with the rain
She pulled up her coat and she tightened her scarf
She felt afraid and she stifled a laugh

Clouds moved across and the light slipped away
And there stood an old man dressed strangely in grey
She asked him through closed lips "Where are you from?
What strange distant country do you beckon from?"

"My name is The Reaper, The Leveler, The Light,
I come here to claim you and make you my wife
Lords, Dukes and Ladies all bow down to me
But I've no care for them I crave only thee."

Said "I'll not come with you for I am not done,
My arms still hold lovers, my pure heart still burns,
My skin glows with red blood that flows in my veins,
But lie with me once if it's life that you crave."

And there in the night came a mighty great storm
And Death and the lady held tightly 'till dawn,
Deep in the morning they parted and prayed,
And then the good lady she went on her way.

And then the good lady she went on her way x 8