Azrael 歌词

I am the dust of desert dunes and the chilly wind of death I am the waves on the oceans of blood, and the knives and swordsto shred the just I am the time, the withering and the withered, as well as thethorns, burning and sharp I am the rain of lust that wets the chaste, and the torch thatends your life I am the one whose name still the hearts and the silence theirbreaths I am the one who speaks your name, weakens your fall into my coldarms Just waiting for that kiss of my scythe Both fool and the wise One thing is certain, that life flies One thing is certain and the rest flies The flower that once has blown forever dies I stand above you whispering low You know not what into your ear Of my strange language you all know As there is not a word of fear Azrael