Winter comes for everyone. Even in the land of smiles. Everyone, big and small, Checks out at the last mile. Winter, fire, Blood and bones; Worms or pyre; Death master Comes for all. Death master, Soul catcher Life taker, We greet you. We are your children; Not your slaves. Take us back to the life force From which we came Winter, fire, Blood and bones; Worms or pyre; Death master Comes for all. The road is long and short; The path unknown; Disaster or laughter; Path or port; The road the same. Death master the crafter Of love and pain. Winter, fire, Blood and bones; Worms or pyre; Death master Comes for all. Death master comes; Comes for all. For all; For all; For All; All, all, all; For us all; Death Master.
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