Antonius Block: Nothing escapes you!Death: Nothing escapes me. No one escapes me.
Here's squire Jöns. He grins at Death, scoff at the Lord, laughs at himself, and leers at the girls. His world exists only for himself. Absurd to all, even to himself. Meaningless to heaven, and of no interest to hell.
Between a strumpet's legs I lie, That's the place for such as I, The Lord is up above, you know, But Satan finds us here below.
Between a scarlet woman's knees, a man like me can take his ease.
