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Search for my victim that's on my list
My touches are as fatal as a lying woman's kiss
You told me to not curse you with death but you're the one
Who cursed yourself death. I'm only taking the thing
That you wasted and a valuable thing is called
Life, you can follow the reaper but there is no
Deal cause the blood on the contact was sealed.



I'm the reaper, I'm the most feared gatekeeper,
I kill for a living, and I massacre the undead unforgiving



You can run but you can't hide from me cause my blade is a
Forceful waves of suicides .I killed important people
Killers, Heros, and gods, they begged for their life
In a quick site of cold flesh, their bodies stuffed in a
Casket with billions of souls ripping of their flesh and bones
They use their only bones to kill their children at birth
But use their blood to drown their self



1666 the year I was killed and Friday the thirteen
Is the day I was buried, I got buried in the 13 grave
Anger and sorrow could not give me mercy on my
Satanic soul all it did is burn a deep black
Hole through my skin and blow torch my skin off
Black bones and hell red eyes was now me
Now the world will fear the key


I'm the reaper, I'm the most feared of gatekeeper,
I kill for a living, and I massacre the undead living

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