I am the War and I am the plague The hand of God and his right to take I am the Scythe that culls the Herd The whispered voice of the final word And I am the Mace And I am the Axe Can't stop the flow and no turning back And I am the Sword And I am the Blade The triumph of all man has made I am Death and I will come No time to speak and no place to run I am the end, the final attack I am the Darkest shade of black I am the tears rolling down your face The end of pride, the weak man's disgrace All that's left is said and done