In the thin line
Between love and hate
A black mantle
Ends all inevitable terror

A gravely daring figure
Rides through the thick air
On its pale horse
Hades follows closely

Death
Its mortiferous slay
Reaps
Puts to sleep in the grave
Your soul
Present, past are buried at last

Its bones endowed with
The aura of fear
Its undefined face
The wicked eyes embrace

The refulgent blade
Of a merciless scythe
Hunting condemned souls
To end the journey of life

A gravely daring figure
Rides through the thick air
On its pale horse
Hades follows
Closely

Death
Reaps
Your soul

Your soul

Hades follows closely

Death
Its mortiferous slay
Reaps
Puts to sleep in the grave
Your soul
Present, past are buried at last

Its mortiferous slay
Puts to sleep in the grave
Present, past a buried at last

Death
Reaps
Your soul