I am the ending
I am a tool of sorrow
I am Death
Leaves blackens as I breath
The grey mists of mourning encircles me
I tend to the flames that burns forever
Vivid shadows reassembles a past
Obsessed by pure destruction
Assigned to reap
I am the one to bring balance
The one to take you on
On the fragmented ground before you
I stand strengthened and true
My will at your disposal
Visions encouraged
You want to suppress their number
Cultivating earth
A mutual acreage
Oh, how the darkness fills me again
Into the shadows I walk
Swearing to the brutal reality that is you
I am the servant of Death