I might be old but I am the death you know

I was the one who hammered the nails so slow



I come with thunder

I fight with fire

I got the power

I call it my desire



You take your last breath

War not love I make



If there is nothing, there is nothing to see

If there is nothing, there is nothing to be



I come with thunder

I fight with fire

I got the power

I call it my desire



Who the hell are you

I am the soulcollector



I am the one you fear in your dreams

I'm dressed in black and I swing my scythe



I come with thunder

I fight with fire

I got the power

I call it my desire



You take your last breath

War not love I make



If you hear the hooves riding through your mind

Then it's me on a beast and I will end your life



I come with thunder

I fight with fire

I got the power

I call it my desire



Who the hell are you

I am the soulcollector