**[Intro — whispered, distant choir]** *In the silence between the heartbeat and the grave…* *Where candles fade and shadows kneel…* *There walks the face that all must meet.* **[Verse 1]** Beneath the moon of a dying sky, A hollow wind begins to cry. From ancient crypts where forgotten kings sleep, A shadow rises from the endless deep. A skeletal hand with a rusted blade, A crown of dust, a cloak of shade. No flesh remains, no mortal breath, Only the gaze of eternal Death. The raven calls from the tower stone, The bells toll low for the souls unknown. Through fields of ash and forests bare, The Reaper walks with silent prayer. **[Pre-Chorus — building industrial pulse]** The candle burns… The hour comes… The final door… The kingdom of dust. **[Chorus — heavy guitars, mechanical drums]** I am the face behind the veil, The whispered name in every tale. I am the shadow at your side, The final road where all must abide. No sword can strike me, No throne can save, No mortal hand escapes the grave. Look upon the visage of Death… And know the silence that follows your breath. **[Verse 2]** The ferryman waits on the river black, Guiding the lost who cannot turn back. Coins upon eyes, a passage paid, Across the waters where memories fade. The hourglass falls, the sands run thin, The reckoning calls from deep within. The masks of pride, the crowns of gold, Become but dust when the tale is told. I wear the bones of forgotten years, I drink the rivers of mortal tears. Not as a demon, not as a curse, But as the ending written before the first. **[Industrial Breakdown — distorted vocals]** **RATTLE THE CHAINS** **OPEN THE GATES** **EVERY KING MEETS THE HAND OF FATE** Ash to ash… Stone to stone… Every soul walks the path alone. **[Bridge — atmospheric choir and piano]** Do not fear the shadow standing near, For I have watched every age disappear. Empires crumble, oceans dry, Yet I remain beneath the sky. The mother’s child, the warrior’s song, The saint, the sinner, the weak, the strong… All who breathe beneath the sun Will meet the place where all are one. **[Final Chorus — soaring gothic climax]** I am the face behind the veil, The ancient truth no prayers can fail. I am the whisper beneath the stone, The final king upon the throne. When stars collapse and worlds decay, When night consumes the light of day… I will stand where endings start, Holding the silence of every heart. **[Outro — whispered]** *The scythe does not hate…* *The grave does not judge…* *Death simply waits…* *For all that lives.*
