Shadow of the Reaper

the shadow of the reaper, the shadow of the dead

entombs the lifeless

the darkest black is cast

the shadow of the reaper, will take its hand

the shadow of the reaper, the grave now calls to you

in the cemetery

you have been left unburied

the vultures pick at your eyes

the cold grasp, a blood hand

the skeleton it cracks

and its twitching

inside of your body

the brain retreats

the heart beats no longer

in denial

life no longer there

to comfort

to invigorate

to betray you

the rotten now await you

meet the devils keeper

in the shadow of the reaper

the rotten now await you

to invade you

the shadow of the reaper, the shadow of the dead

entombs the lifeless

the darkest black is cast

the shadow of the reaper, will you take it hand

the shadow of the reaper, the grave now calls to you

in the cemetary

you have been left unburied

the vultures pick at your eyes