Death, be not proud, though the whole world fear you:
Mighty and dreadful you may seem
But death, be not proud, for your pride has failed you
You will not kill me
Though you may dwell in plague and poison
You're a slave to fate and desperate men
So death, if your sleep be the gates to Heaven
Why your confidence?
When you will be no more
You will be no more
When you will be no more
Even death will die
Even death will die
Death, be not proud
Death, be not proud
Death, be not proud
Cause even death will die