This Old Death

Old death, where are you now?
You've left me behind somehow
Drank deeply from your cup
Now see what I've become

What's left but ash and burn?
No last pale light to follow
Along here, to find my way
I'll catch up with you one day

And this old death is crooked in the truth
I played your game but now I think I'm through
I know what you look like
And I'll see you before long

And this old death is crooked in the truth
I played your game but now I think I'm through
I know what you look like
And I'll see you before long