Forever alone in the midnight hollow

Where no one around would ever dare follow

He looks at the sky and wishes with all his might

When will it end, this god forsaken night

The wind is howling, through trees barren and naked

It seems to him that his life has been staked

For the highest bidder, his soul is to take

When out of the corner of his eye he does see

Death itself,  mysterious and free

he gestured with a beckon of its hand

He starts to follow, and leaves this land

For his soul and life will never fly again.