Soulcollector

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