Oh, Death, оh Death, oh Death,
Won’t you spare me over til another year

But what is this, that I cant see
with ice cold hands taking hold of me

When God is gone and the Devil takes hold,
who will have mercy on your soul

Oh, Death, оh Death, oh Death,
No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul

Oh, Death, Well I am Death, none can excel,
I’ll open the door to heaven or hell.

Oh, Death, оh Death,
my name is Death and the end is here…

It’s not up to you to save me, Jack.

I lost my best friend.

One moment per episode
⤷ Doctor Who - 1.03 The Unquiet Dead

“Think about it, though. Christmas 1860. It happened once. Just once, and it’s… gone, it’s finished. It’ll never happen again. Except for you. You can go back and see days that are dead and gone, a hundred thousand sunsets ago. No wonder you never stay still.”