Dark Moor - Death

Careful, human, coming is a stranger Hooded, swinging a broad scythe of danger I have no name And I have no time Brings out my game A new paradigm I am the veil In the cold night I'm of a pale ill bright Impaling new orders Pushing beyond the borders Transforming and turning The end into a new reborn Death! I am death! Prank of god, paradox Rage and doom walk with you Made of dust, crazy dance End of childhood Life reverse, grave nonsense Hungry grave with a great Harvest of madness I have no name And I have no time Brings out my game A new paradigm Impaling new orders Pushing beyond the borders Transforming and turning The end into a new reborn Death! I am death! Thirteen! I'm no name! I have no name And I have no time Brings out my game A new paradigm Death! I am death! Thirteen! I'm no name!