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Fit For A King

Reaper

 

Reaper

(album: The Hell We Create - 2022)


Every day I'm on death row
Repeating over and over again
Was I born just to die slow?
Breaking down before the bend

Every day I'm on death row
Repeating over and over again
Was I born just to die slow?
Breaking down before the bend

Oh God, I've got a story to tell
I've touched his hands, let him drag me to Hell
Oh God, is there a soul to steal?
It's wrapped in death, the reaper is real

Ripped apart, every piece inside of me
Take everything til nothing's left
Eyes fixed on the sands of eternity
Never ending apocalypse

Every day I'm on death row
Repeating over and over again
Was I born just to die slow?
Breaking down before the bend

Every day I'm on death row
Repeating over and over again
Was I born just to die slow?
Breaking down before the bend

Weathered eyes waiting for the descent
When will the clock stop the torment?
Time's running out, draining from my skull
Sit back and watch the death flow

Fate, I can't escape the decay
Ruin, my time slipping away
The price I pay
The price I pay is a life lived in vein

I see my death playing on repeat
Playing on repeat

Every day I'm on death row
Repeating over and over again
Was I born just to die slow?
Breaking down before the bend

Every day I'm on death row
Repeating over and over again
Was I born just to die slow?
Breaking down before the bend

Trapped in infinity
Let me out!
Unending deity
Drunk on the blood of saints and murderers

Trapped in infinity
Let me out!
Unending deity
Drunk on the blood of saints and murderers

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