Текст песни Soulcollector

I might be old but I am the death you know I was the one who hammered the nails so slow I come with thunder I fight with fire I got the power I call it my desire You take your last breath War not love I make If there is nothing, there is nothing to see If there is nothing, there is nothing to be I come with thunder I fight with fire I got the power I call it my desire Who the hell are you I am the soulcollector I am the one you fear in your dreams I'm dressed in black and I swing my scythe I come with thunder I fight with fire I got the power I call it my desire You take your last breath War not love I make If you hear the hooves riding through your mind Then it's me on a beast and I will end your life I come with thunder I fight with fire I got the power I call it my desire Who the hell are you I am the soulcollector