And death shall have no dominion
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way
And death shall have no dominion
And death shall have no dominion
And death shall have no dominion