I was born of a scream of pain

I was there on judgment day

I’m the accuser of mankind
I remember nothing, never look back

Come and see the future
through this empty eyes covered by blood
of martyrs and saints
I’m the devil’s skull

Soul reaper, angel killer

Virtue shines no more

Guardian of times to come
I’ve reached the sky and fallen down
Sharp scythe,
of the dead rider
I’m the blood, of me dead spirits are born.

I’m made of scorn
I’m the prophecies of war
master of pain
and demon of god

Soul reaper, angel killer

Virtue shines no more

Lover of death, I call Your name
Lay waste to all
Sand and snow covered by blood
I’m the devil’s skull

I was born of a scream of pain

I was there on judgment day

I’m the accuser of mankind
I remember nothing, never look back

I’m made of scorn
I’m the prophecies of war
master of pain
and demon of god

Lover of death, I call Your name
Lay waste to all
Sand and snow covered by blood
Of the grave I rise
I’m the devil’s skull

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