They Call me Death کے بول

Your judgment is near you got nowhere to go I'll take you with pain playing with your suffering to renew your sorrow the sores heap in your corpse deterioration in the effect the real cause of your torment condemns you until nothing remains The manifest of your sentence emanates from your grave feel the evil undying behold your mortification I can feel your cry a cheap life, a dead man searching for a place in deepness like a soul chuchi's been condemns They call me death death - in wind or rain death - at night and day death - feeling pain death - die with me I'm your master now we're the darkness I'm the magic that follow you in your body and your soul I'll be