Nemesis

She is the song of winter on the breeze

She is the eyes that watch from the trees

She has come for the corn and the leaves

And she will take you down

Dark is the power to tear you apart

Cold is the hand that rests upon your heart

Sharp are the blades of love's cruel darts

And she will take you down

Sweet is the taste of death on her breath

Sweet is the song that calls you to the Dead

You are the same, you and all the rest

And she will take you down

Your power and your numbers will not save you in the end

And neither will your wealth, your courage of your strength

When the time comes, there is no defence

And she will take your down

And the chieftains and their women, the ladies and the whores

Will know the fear of death unknown

when she kicks in their doors

There is no escaping the conclusion of her laws

And she will take you down

The Captains and the Generals, the merchants and the thieves

The priests and the nuns, the princes and the queens

It matters not if you do or not believe

For she will take you down

And all the poor, the sick and the broken

You shall all be free and you will all be taken

You will all be saved and none shall be forsaken

For she will take your down