I am the lurking death; observing your every move
I am the predestined, when your heart becomes cold
Haunted by existential terror, suffer the never
Different convulsing realities, alternately changing
Your pain won't end, fate is the murderer
As the scythe swings closer
The putrefaction hourglass runs out
Baffled by this lifemare enigma, grief won't save you
A waste of space, grief won't save you
