i am the keepern, mine is the key
for the gates, of eternity
somber eclipse, infinte dreams
and refuse to manage your life
so take this advice from me
say goodbye to your fears
the time has come, your end is near
i reave your soul, your crippled mind
i am the expiration of your life
impervious dark is my shade
becomes shallow and decay
your carcass runs to seed
the time has come, your end is near
i reave your soul, your crippled mind
i am the expiration of your life
impervious dark is my shade
i will extinguish the light of your life
sharpen my scythe when hope's out of sight
fading reality, the cold overcomes
that's the end of depression
the time has come, your end is near
i reave your soul, your crippled mind
i am the expiration of your life
impervious dark is my shade