Death... I've promised it that someday we'll meet.

A day when thunder strikes without lightning.

When the murky sun ascends

When sleep overcomes the painful sinking nerves,

And the golden moon rises slowly...

Through the mist of shadow

When the sun sets at twilight

And the night is on the horizon

It is neither dark nor bright,

Neither night nor day.

When life no longer subsists,

And the corpse starts breathing.

I've assured death that then we'll meet.