Soulcollector

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