I ride the breath between the screams,
A sharpened wind through shattered dreams.
My violin becomes the night,
A blade of sound that cuts the light.

No shelter in the storm I send,
The wind you feel is not your friend.

Winds of death—turn and tear,
Cold salvation in the air.
Run, run—your prayers will fail,
I carve your fate on iron gale.
Winds of death—hear my call,
One by one, you're bound to fall.
When the last breath leaves your chest…
You'll know the winds of death.

Cathedral shadows feed the sky,
The organ groans as kingdoms die.
I chase your heartbeat through the dust,
A silent vow of brutal trust.

No mercy in the path I trace,
The storm remembers every face.

Winds of death—turn and tear,
Cold salvation in the air.
Run, run—your prayers will fail,
I carve your fate on iron gale.
Winds of death—hear my call,
One by one, you're bound to fall.
When the last breath leaves your chest…
You'll know the winds of death.

Winds of death—turn and tear,
Cold salvation in the air.
Run, run—your prayers will fail,
I carve your fate on iron gale.
Winds of death—hear my call,
One by one, you're bound to fall.
When the last breath leaves your chest…
You'll know the winds of death.