It is morning in a familiar village.

Arnia lies on her bed and sees a visitor.

The Angel of Death has appeared to her,

The last lines of the prophecy spoke of him.

I've been waiting for you to come.

It's been a long ten years.

I've said goodbye to everyone.

And I'm ready for our reunion.

I've been waiting for you to come.

It's been a long ten years.

I've said goodbye to everyone.

And I'm ready for our reunion.

Remember me like this, Dragomir told her.

One day I too will cease to be Death.

She smiled at him and kissed him.

The prophecy was fulfilled, the last prophecy.

I've been waiting for you to come.

It's been a long ten years.

I've said goodbye to everyone.

And I'm ready for our reunion.

I've been waiting for you to come.

It's been a long ten years.

I've said goodbye to everyone.

And I'm ready for our reunion.

I've been waiting for you to come.

It's been a long ten years.

I've said goodbye to everyone.

And I'm ready for our reunion.

I've been waiting for you to come.

It's been a long ten years.

I've said goodbye to everyone.

And I'm ready for our reunion.