In the belly of these dreadful daysnWhat's there to believenI plead: what can I donDon't look aheadnIt's all desperate endsnBut I do, I donLove will haunt all life,nIn time, the world's undone.nIn time, one death will bind.nRight now each mess we're innPuts us in fate's harsh old handsnIn the shadow of those looming daysnWhat's there to believenI plead: What will I do, what then?nYou'll come to fearnEach daynEach nightnYou'll come to fearnEach daynEach night