Prudery to the winds - Das 2006 I have become death
The watcher of passing life
The darkness where shadows are dancing
The keeper of lost smiles
And the collector of forgotten tears.
You cannot see nor touch me
Yet I am always near.
I travel by day - I travel by night
My wings hover over forever in flight.
You believe that you know me
I am fear and you dread
You quiver at the thought of me near your night-sides bed.
Whenever a man had died you could hear my drums play violently
Yet the beat played from within your own chamber.
I have plagued your life -
Your soul and your industry
And with is this you'll find no completion…
Until I press near
And embrace you with my natural elegance
Unmasking the fallacy with Ominous signs and a lengthy eclipse.
These tragic upheavals with spiritual values
The decorum of our human will -
Prudery to the winds with triumph of the human embrace
All disappear whenever I am near…
And you have become death
Joining me in the darkness where shadows dance. | 
