Testo di Death Plays His Role

Death, death, death This is light, die for a time In a sudden end Relax - relax to the knife Relax - relax to reality Relax - relax your eyes What is morality? Death, death, death I stumbled over a few slabs today I saw a beauty in a long black her Taking slabs in my dream Is where I stay, I feel aware This body is a state I'm in What is a non-dreamer? Black is color Dark is this world Death is life Compulsive, I feel I was born to mourn The grave is my home Who is the death giver? Life is a circle Death plays his role again Who is the death giver? Death plays his role again