My Name... के बोल

When i dance over dying life And black pearls flow from my Empty eyes sockets, is it the termination ? My name is death . . . When i play on the flute made from Your skin-bone, and my jaws are roaring With laughter in neverending smile Is it the termination ? My name is death . . . I'm immortal by my death And my realm is borderless I'm like you all Without hearts, without reason But i'm happy, 'cause my name is death ! Is death !