Die For The Lone Reaper

by Nightmarium

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lyrics

Mountains of skulls
And rivers of blood
From the souls I have damned
I chose my flesh and blood
Not as my tribe
But ornamentation
The wicked had their time
They danced and they dined
Unbeknownst to their fate
They served themselves fine
Their word against mine
Until it was their time to die

They cried one by one
As their wit could not save them
The poor became the rich
The rich became the poor
My axe became the God
Of which they had to serve
Retribution never felt so damn good
They died for The Lone Reaper

The Devil had cried
Like a lost child
Underneath my wing
The horror of my fate
I had become
Father to all misery
The demons gathered round
Listening to the sound
Of their king dethroned
I served myself fine
Their strength is mine
Now I can never have to die

The altar of which you are placed upon
Is restitution
For all of your misfortunes done
There is no one here to give you solace
In the court of malign souls
Your cries will never end
Your anguish will never end
Your death will never end
It will never end