Soulcollector — Raise Hell

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