Paroles de The Benevolence Of Death

With scythe visiting every miserable is the angel of death Noting every story told in past It doesn’t distinguish the poor to the rich Is a promise, a fate, a conclusion? My good old friend, who had passed, have you saw its face? Can I now go with you to the vales of eternity? The benevolence of death My beautiful friend, I will never forget With dark wings blocking the Sun’s glare Carrying the men to eternal rest No being shall live forever, the law of life in possession of death Is a promise, a fate, a conclusion? The benevolence of death I will never forget