When the death approaches me as I can see, on the wings of love it will take me. Untorturing me unpaining me from the clutches of the sorrows. I can smell the death birds fast coming to me with water lilies and rosemary fragrances covering me. O my lovely one where have you take so long to come. All the hurt and suffering now I will overcome. On the wings of your love I shall fly away into realms unknown. No more visions to see, no more playing games with me. Now is the hour, I shall soon be going with thee. O death thanks for loving me truly, madly and deeply.