The Mask of Death کے بول

We saw ourselves dying Like in a scary nightmare We saw the end approaching The end that isn't the end A lot of people are chosen To be death's slaves It will follow them forever Until they go to their graves The final judgement waits for him Torpifying suffering in his mind The heaven becomes the hell His illusion was blind Everybody is afraid of dying And receiving condemnation Walking through his crying Melting in his sins Death becoming a premonition The prophecy is the fate Suffering and condemnation Destruction and hatred Thirsty of destruction Death stops being the end To be just an illusion Destroying the souls with its hatred And when you don't expect Your destiny will be done You'll be Dead!!!