This Old Death

Old death, where are you now? You've left me behind somehow Drank deeply from your cup Now see what I've become What's left but ash and burn? No last pale light to follow Along here, to find my way I'll catch up with you One day And this old death is crooked in the truth I played your game but now I think I'm through I know what you look like And I'll see you before long Instrumental And this old death is crooked in the truth I played your game but now I think I'm through I know what you look like And I'll see you before long