God of the Dead

Some say I'm blackened thunder

On these desert sands

And I feed with hunger

On the souls of man

I am the deadly whisper

i hold the killing hand

I am as death predictor

I choose when life shall end

To me countless millennia

Pass like the blink of an eye

I am eternal fear

And I provide your time

I am all life's true constant

I am your final sigh

I am true omniscience

I live inside your eyes