He died with sex in his head

There he is
following her

His hot blood
is lusting for her

He is too impatient,
he wants her now, now

She is leaving
he's now running after her

He’s old, he’s panting
she’s young, enchanting

Soon he’ll collapse
desiring her

Her beauty made him horny
now he’s dying wanting her

Poor old man, he’s now dead
he died with sex in his head