(...) Anybody hear of plague in this town?
The town I've left behind was burned to the ground
A young girl on a stake, her face framed in flames
Cried, "I'm not a witch, God knows my name"
The knight, he watched with fear, he needed to know
He ran where he might feel God's breath
And in the misty church, he knelt to confess
The face within the booth was Mr. Death
"My life's a vain pursuit of meaningless miles...
Why can't God touch me with a sign?"
"Perhaps there's no one there," answered the booth
And Death hid within his cloak and smiled (...) Scott Walker - The Seventh Seal
