Texty: Dark Moor. Tarot. Death.

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Careful, human, coming is a stranger
hooded, swinging a broad scythe of danger!

choir

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..

bridge

impaling new orders
pushing beyond the borders
transforming and turning
the end into a new reborn

chorus

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

choir

bridge

chorus

death!
I am death!
thirteen!
I'm no name!

choir

chorus