What can you tell the reaper
Coming for your soul
Tormented by the agony
Of the destruction of us all

Night blackens the moon
Your life reaches its eclipse
The fourth mighty horseman
Of the apocalypse

Smile at the messenger of your termination
Follow him, don't resist the temptation
And once you feel the ease, no love, burden or dread
Know that the journey is over, and that you are already dead