Scythe of Death - Lord Belial

He lurks and waits for his time to harvest innocent souls

Far beyond the horizons without reach of human eyes

Never seen by man, destined never to be seen by mortals

Waiting to attack with neither mercy nor sanity

Grim mist comes with the night

No light- beautiful darkness to be stalked

Darkness unfolds, in the mist only death awaits

Strange sounds in the night, haunting growls

Grim mist comes with the night

No light- beautiful darkness to be stalked

Darkness unfolds, in the mist only death awaits

Strange sounds in the night, haunting growls

As the scythe of Death falls, you will hear no more

Uncovered might — Infernal power

As the scythe of Death falls, you will never see again

Uncovered might — Infernal power

«As you dream your beautiful dreams

He is the one who turns them to nightmares:

Shadow of his minatory being

Haunts you like a never-ending fear of dying

He is all there ever will be in the end

He is pain yet still desirable

As you dream your beautiful dreams

He is the one who turns them to nightmares:

He is all there ever will be in the end

He is pain yet still desirable"

He travels with cold winds — he rides the fiery storms

Speaks with the tongues of the dead (dead, dead)

His laughter sounds as the thunder roars (roars, roars)

Your heart will beat no more as he lets his scythe fall upon you

Grim mist comes with the night

No light- beautiful darkness to be stalked

Darkness unfolds, in the mist only death awaits

Strange sounds in the night, haunting growls

As the scythe of Death falls, you will hear no more

Uncovered might — Infernal power

As the scythe of Death falls, you will never see again

Uncovered might — Infernal power

As the scythe of Death falls, you will speak no more

Uncovered might — Infernal power

As the scythe of Death falls, you will never feel again

Uncovered might — Infernal power