Paroles de Death Arcana

The messenger of death marches on Steady across the field 13 cycles of the Moon Now the omen is here Death will surely come Death will spare no one Bearing a scythe that reaps the end Its macabre armor heralds change Death will surely come Death will spare no one Death Arcana Death Arcana Through destruction you'll purge As you transcend your inner cage Shed old skin like a serpent Resistance will only bring pain Harvests old beliefs Inner metamorphosis Death Arcana Death Arcana