In the darkest of nights, when all hope is lost, there's a being to call, though there is a cost. For the end is nigh, and all will burn down, for I come forward, and I steal back God's crown. I am neither good nor evil, I am of neither heaven nor hell, I am the end of all times, I am the death you dispel. However, I will not leave, but that you should know, so with haste I come, and with you I shall go. You cannot outrun me, there's nowhere to hide; you know you're not special, and we all have to die.