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