Memento Mori

Scythe in hand
All in black
Death comes again
In the night so dark...

Sent by God
Or crawled from Hell
All feel Her cold
And fall under her spell...

In search of souls
To devour and kill
In the night She goes
With unmatched zeal...

She finds her victim
And tears him apart
She swallows his soul
And then She departs...

Day by day
Night by night
She kills and destroys
As Hell's unholy knight...