Accabadora

Tu scientia, qui solus es veritas

Tu mundi nebulae natus temporis

Nullus deus creavit te

Nulla religio, nulla fides

If your soul is ready to leave forever

Ff you are breathing hard and your mind shuts down

You see in room lady in black, her face in darkness

Walks slowly with a demonic smile

Don't be afraid, it will take away your suffering

With his hammer, which is your weapon of death

You feel its suffocating breath, close to your face

With his eyes wide open, accompanies in death