Following his priesthood He won’t give you any chance Scratching the list, one by one He say: God provide the lamb! His shadow arises in darkness Holding a heart in one hand The other hides the dagger Bathed with the blood of man And then he comes With the head in flames And then becomes The knight of death Candles guide the way to die without regret Don´t even try, you won´t survive, he is the death The altar is almost ready Crows are flying in circles They already feel the smell Of carrion coming soon His shadow arises in darkness Bringing a head in one hand The other holds the sword Bathed with the blood of man Bones! Bones! Blood!