I cowered where the light did not reach Knelt in a circle (of fire) that kept me safe Safe from the light and its lethal influense Protected from follies carred by humanity Winds of fury whipped my sacred face Storms of thunder danced among the clouds The elements rage flowed in my veins I mounted a wind of darkness and death And I rode the wind of darkness and death Now on blackened wings, I pass like a shadow My name lord death, with reverence be it spoken As the man with the scythe, I am known and feared Clad in tragedy, I am the dirge All mortals fear the day I call upon them To wield my blade and reap their souls They speak of me with shivering voice To cross my path no living (thing) desire Yet I come to them as a redeemer A saviour in black that bring them rest Feel my breath breathing down your neck Oh, feeble mortals you are my harvest As I ride the wind of darkness and death Now on blackened wings, I pass like a shadow My name lord death, with reverence be it spoken As the man with the scythe, I am known and feared Clad in tragedy, I am the dirge I am the dirge hummed among mortals I am the premonition you have felt I bring the tidings of your departure I carry out the cruel twist of fate When I ride upon the winds of darkness and death Mortals fear for the lives I have come to reap I am he who take away yet bring thee pain When I come with the winds of darkness and death Life - the final conquest Death - the eternal conquerorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
