[The Storyteller:]
Mirage-like in the far distance, a whirlwind rises ominously and races towards Daniel. As it winds its way through the wild contours of the Transitus landscape, a mysterious figure emerges from the steps.
[The Angel of Death:]
Well, hello there
[Daniel:]
So who the hell are you?
[The Angel of Death:]
I hate to be the one to have to tell you,
You have come to the end
You're about to ascend into the Great Beyond
I hate to be the one to have to push you,
But you are holding up the line
Move along to your final destination!
[Daniel:]
No! I can't accept this is the end, I won't rest in peace
My love and life unresolved
A little time is all I need, my soul is not at ease
Please listen to my story
[The Angel of Death and The Furies:]
They are all alike, they die, they plead for their life,
They lie, then break down and cry
Now I don't know why, him I like, must be something in his eyes
Well, all right, should we give him some time?
[The Angel of Death:]
And listen to his story
So tell me why should I waste one second on you?
Oh yes, I have to confess you are cuter
Than the rest of this lifeless crowd
So tell me why you think you're entitled to my time
I'm sick and tired of all lies
And immune to all cries of desperation!
[Daniel:]
No no no, I never should've doubted her
She was not to blame
No matter what they all say
I must go back and let her know; I need to clear her name
Won't you listen to my story?
[The Angel of Death and The Furies:]
They're all alike, they die, they plead for their life
They lie, then break down and cry
Now I don't know why, you I like, must be something in your eyes
So alright, we'll go back in time
[The Angel of Death:]
I'll listen to your story!
Just take my hand