The Reaper

With our last breath, as we lie on our deathbed.
We feel the cold touch of death.
He comes for us now!

Nothing we could not foresee.
This is just the way it has to be.
Our end lies here.
The other side is near.
As we're leaving this world, stricken with fear.

Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.
Death comes to us all.
One day we ALL FALL!

Who is this
Butcher of death, this bringer of pain?
Why does he
Continue to slay, all in his ways?
Is there a
Place in this world where prayers are heard?
Beware of the reaper!
The reaper... The reaper... The reaper... THE REAPER!

No reason to deny
You are running out of time.
Your end is approaching.
Your heart's barely pounding!

The blood in your veins flows slower.
Your skin is so cold.
You have grown old.

Are you dead yet?
Can you feel his cold breath on your neck?

NOTHING CAN CHANGE OUR FATE!
NOTHING TO DO, NOTHING TO SAY!
ALL WE CAN DO IS FOLD OUR HANDS AND PRAY!
For a quick death.

Who is this
Butcher of death, this bringer of pain?
Why does he
Continue to slay, all in his ways?
Is there a
Place in this world where prayers are heard?
Beware of the reaper!
The reaper... The reaper... The reaper... THE REAPER!

Heaven lies above!
Hell lies beneath!
Struggling to stay in between.
Feel your life slip
As you drift into...
The reapers death grip!



Credits
Writer(s): Jonas Francis Aversano
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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