Looking up, And seeing nothing, The Turk starts for the door. He can feel, It creeping, Up behind him, Yet he doesn’t know what it is. It took a flower girl, And a bold man, And a woman with blonde hair, It took many others, And is now coming for him. To the Lifestream, Is where it took them, And now it comes for him, Coming slowly but surely, It comes for him. He the man with red hair, He a Turk whose time is coming, He the one who outlived his friends, But Death is coming now. This time for him, He feels it sneak up behind him, Coming to get him. He lays on the bed, And he feels Darkness pull, At his soul. It retches it from his body, And brings it to a world beyond, And Reno opens his eyes, And sees his friends, He is now in the Lifestream.