• Death, that cowardly thief.
    Be it night or be it day,
    He never rests.
    Be it summer or be it winter,
    He never sleeps.

    Death that cowardly thief.
    Alligned with silence,
    He slips through ur homes.
    Alligned with pain,
    He sneaks into our lives.

    Count to one, count to two.
    The thief has come, the thief is gone.
    A life is taken,
    by Death, that cowardly thief.