You woke me, Death, and I saw you -
standing at the end of my bed

A shadow darker than the dark;
faceless and looking right at me

I looked back
and my blood froze

I recoiled and you were gone,
but you haven't really left me

It's been days since I last slept -
I look as though I've aged by years

Your presence is taking a toll on me, Death

How much more must I endure?