Woe Death

Ashes to dust, shadows and light

Something dark passed by my window last night

I heard a voice say, "You better beware"

I looked out the window and no one was there

And it passed and stole my sight

And it passed and shook my soul

And it passed and took my breath

And it passed, woe, death

I ran to the mirror and started to moan

The face that I saw there, it wasn't my own

The girl that I knew somehow was replaced

And looking at me was an old woman's face

And it passed and stole my sight

And it passed and shook my soul

It passed and took my breath

And it passed, woe, death

The winter, she comes with a sister named Grief

The hands of the clock are the hands of a thief

None can escape, there is no reprieve

So hold to your faith and try to believe

And it passed and took my breath

And it passed