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