Within shadows forsaken, the dying flame
 Mortal expiration, sovereignty over flesh
 For I am the reaper's blade, bearer of carrion winds
 The puritan formation of anti-absolution
 I wield extinction, for I am the fate of all
 Ageless, faceless... a seer of death!
 The final call

 Benighted thus dwell the fallen in life
 Return to the womb of the Earth
 The final atonement of will and demise
 journey towards death and beyond

 The [bad word] race of Man, incarnate of the weak
 An ephemeral child decaying
 Gasping for life at its dying mother's teat...
 ...Already dead are we!