From the recording Fallen Skies
Lyrics
I am the alpha
I am omega
I am the father
I am the guide
Watch your tongue
I am death's immortal visage
Gaze unto me
Witness procession now
This is no longer a question of ethics
This is progression, accepting the serpent
Lay down your weapons, assume position
Hand in hand
Pray for your demise
Demise
Reaper
Cold and grim
I would rather die than live this life
Reaper
Dearest friend
Undo the human atrocity
With a bitter sweet grip, so fatherly
This is
Your last
Chance to
Pray for your
God
I carry secrets of untold prophets
I weigh the burdens of those with purpose
Unholy perversion, I am the cost
I am the coffin, the tormentor's vault
Stumbling over the holy passage
Rickety bones crumble as dawn collapses
No man is worth his own weight in anguish
Life is a curse
Pray for your demise
Demise
Reaper
Cold and grim
I would rather die than live this life
Reaper
Dearest friend
Undo the human atrocity
With a bitter sweet grip, so fatherly
Commit yourself to eternal fire
Earth now becomes the greatest pyre
I am no longer pleased with your prayers
Time is up
Pray for your demise
