Root. My Name.... Zeneszám

When I dance over dying Life
and Black Pearls Flow from my
empty eyes sockets, is it the Termination ?
My name is DEATH . . .

When I play on the Flute made from
your skin-bone, and my jaws are roaring
with laughter in neverending smile
is it the Termination ?
My name is DEATH . . .

I'm Immortal by my death

and my realm is borderless
I'm like you all
without hearts, without reason
but I'm happy, 'cause my name is DEATH !
is DEATH !