Harvesting The Blood کے بول

I am the spreader of disease and sickness A harvest of flesh is what I need I thrive on human suffering Endlessly I submit them to my greed Licking the blade before I slide it in Out yours memories, life and sin The fluid you leak is what feeds my desire Reapeatedly I stab again and again I'm the soul collector The usurper of lives I pronounce the sentence The sentence of death A robber of time as your death is premature Ripping lives apart is what I'm living for The sweet stench of human decay As you fear my deed, resign and bleed I am the spreader of disease and sickness A harvest of flesh is what I need I thrive on human suffering Endlessly I submit them to my greed Licking the blade before I slide it in Out yours memories, life and sin The fluid you leak is what feeds my desire Reapeatedly I stab again and again Harvesting the blood The dreams I have are drenched in blood Festering the flesh Though in human form my acts are of god I'm the soul collector The usurper of lives I pronounce the sentence The sentence of death