I am the question that cannot be answered I am the lover that cannot be lost Yet small are the gifts of my servant the soldier For time is my offspring, pray what is my name? My name is d**h, cannot you see? All life must turn to me Oh, cannot you see? And you must come with me You must come with me
I'll give you gold and j**els rare And all my wealth in store All pleasure's fair If I may live but a few short years more Oh lady, lay your j**els aside No more to glory in your pride Tarrying here there is no way Your time has come that you must away And you must come to clay