Marduk - Azrael

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 swords to shred The just I am the time, the withering and the withered, as well as the thorns, Burning and sharp I am the rain of lust that wets the chaste, and the torch that ends your Life I am the one whose name still the hearts and the silence their breaths I am the one who speaks your name, weakens your fall into my cold arms 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