[Rudolfsson] In the moment of your last breath He opens his jaws of d**h Soul asphyxiation and decay Your d**h becomes his trophy In the halls of eternal d**h Claws of darkness around you Come to his kingdom Enter through the gates To the realm of the d**h collector Twisted rigor mortis Impaled on the walls "Come to me, I will let you bleed...Bleed" d**h collector He sits on his throne of frozen corpses Beholds his collection of d**h Drinking blood from your skull In a toast for torment and pain In his halls of eternal d**h. Enter through the gates. Your rotten limbs fall to the ground To be eaten by the rats Just a skull and some bones Is hanging on the walls d**h collector