Under moonlight, a top a spire
Time has passed, and it's yet to expire
Passing years, they pass as ever
A curse that can't be stopped, oh, never
Witfull, young, he did his bidding
He grew to be an old man, one wise and riddling
Life's not tender and fair
The old man always knew what part's his share
Some things last, some don't
Time solves all, it's pace is sound
Like ripples of a wave, our lives snogg in time
No part in it's say we have, oh how the bells always chime
Under moonlight the old man stood proud and tall
Avada Kedavra awaits us all