I will take your final breath
And I will be your last regret
Cold blood [bad word] in my blackened heart
Tearing – every soul apart 

Messenger of death – weild the scythe
Of man's Demnation
Messenger of death – holds his blade
For termination 

Sin – Is what I Feast upon
I'm forging my crematorium
Your tomb – Is waiting here for you [bad word] to my ritual 

Messenger of death – weild the scythe
Of man's Demnation
Messenger of death – holds his blade
For termination 

Death rides out from the storm
Deface humanity
There's no escape from this
Human calamity 

Death rides out from the storm
We turn to god and cry
Ignored we turn to face
This vengeance from the sky 

Death rides out from the storm
No time left to repent
No quarter – No escape
No line of self defence 

Death rides out from the storm
In terror we confess
Our voice is heard no more
His deed is merciless 

Death rides out from the storm
Deface humanity
There's no escape from this
Human calamity 

Death rides out from the storm
We turn to god and cry
Ignored we turn to face
This vengeance from the sky 

Messenger of death – weild the scythe
Of man's Demnation
Messenger of death – holds his blade
For termination