Текст: Six Feet Under. Shadow Of The Reaper.

The shadow of the reaper
The shadow of the dead
Entombs the lifeless
The darkest black is cast

The shadow of the reaper
Will you take it's hand?
The shadow of the reaper
The grave now calls to you

In the cemetery
You have been left unburied
The vultures pick at your eyes

In the cemetery
You have been left unburied
The vultures pick at your eyes

The cold grasp
A bloody hand
The skeleton
It cracks and it's twitching

Inside of your body
The brain retreats
The heart beats no longer
In denial

Life no longer there
To comfort, to invigorate
To betray you
The rotten now await you

Meet the Devil's keeper
In the shadow of the reaper
The rotten now await you
To invade you

The shadow of the reaper
The shadow of the dead
Entombs the lifeless
The darkest black is cast

The shadow of the reaper
Will you take it's hand?
The shadow of the reaper
The grave now calls to you

In the cemetery
You have been left unburied
The vultures pick at your eyes

In the cemetery
You have been left unburied
The vultures pick at your eyes