Well here we go again, R.I.P. to another friend
Wrap them up, throw them out and send the next one in
I didn't ask for this man, you put me here
You made me kill anything that comes near
So rest in peace to my company
I'm the reaper, you see there's no hiding from me
So rest in pieces, your heartbeat ceases
But that's what you get for being friends with me
Life is pretty grim when you're on your own
Can't feel, can't touch, can't hold anyone
'Cause my hand is the hand of death
Please to meet you I think you're next
Now I'm dead, underground listening
Haunting your head with sounds
You can't get out, I am the voice of death
There's no time left
I've walked with the devil, I spoke with God
They don't care if you're miserable
I've walked with the devil, I spoke with God
They don't even know who you are
So rest in peace to my company
I'm the reaper, you see there's no hiding from me
So rest in pieces, your heartbeat ceases
But that's what you get for being friends with me
Now I'm dead, underground listening
Haunting your head with sounds
You can't get out, I am the voice of death
There's no time left
Now I'm dead, underground listening
Haunting your head with sounds
You can't get out, I am the voice of death
There's no time left
They don't care if you're miserable
'Cause I am the voice of death
If you can hear me I think you're next
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