Season of the Reaper

We came with nothing and with nothing we'll leave

The wheels of fortune has stopped and it bleeds

The burning angel and hungry crows

They're black eyes that drill holes in our souls

The tortured souls that won't find its peace

The endless screams that echo on

Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun

No one comes to pay respect, lay to rest

The night is still yours

When you're sleeping with the dead

And he smiles at you as he takes your life

It burns inside of you

It burns when you die

How sweet and calm, buried six feet under

Ashes to ashes and dust to dus

The time has come to pay the price

When you're left to ro

Close your eyes and rest in pain

The endless screams that echo on

Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun

No one comes to pay respect, lay to rest

The night is still yours

When you're sleeping with the dead

When you sleep with the dead it burns

Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun

No one comes to pay respect, lay to rest

The night is still yours

When you're sleeping with the dead

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