You will soon come with me to die,
And find that death is not the end.
Who I say, who will, who won´t be freed.
Tell me that this is not the end complete.

Even as the end´s complete.
Finding strenght in one´s defeat.
Living in an endless score.
Killing me with battled sores.

I´m the one that´s sent to kill,
Feeling all destructive will.
Bring forth one dead soul´s decay,
The end´s complete, it´s the final day.

When the time has come to bare,
Dying young, fall to despair.
To bring forth one dead soul decay,
The end complete´s the final day.