Moray Eel - Healer And Death

As story goes, some centuries ago, There lived magician"s assistant The aptest pupil he had soon to go To arabs, where the schools are distant! He learned so hard and tried to figure Why people had to die so fast The mystery of Death he was so eager To own, and healing was his lust You see me at the end of bed Then you can save the poor lad When at the heads i"m standing still Don"t even try, i"ll break the deal! As years passed by he saved the ill Not hundreds but tenth more He travelled, worked and kept their deal Till his heart trouble tore When he returned to hometown Bad news was waiting for him The love of his life in black gown Layed on the deathbed, still! I"m standing at the head of bed What will you do, my friend? When at the heads i"m standing still Don"t even try i"ll break the deal! The prize for you is reach life and youth For me – you"ll later know the truth!