Some speak of the Reaper
Swaddled in his shadowy cloak
Skulking to and fro in the night
They tell us to fear him
To avoid him at all costs
But I go strolling among the bones
Seeking his chilling company


Some warn of the Reaper
Swinging his gleaming scythe
Cutting souls from those living
They tell us he’ll send us all
To the deepest pits of a fiery hell
But I sing as I sin today
As I know I won’t be alone


Some fear of the Reaper
Grinning his skeletal grin
Most fleeing at a glance
They tell me I am mad
To go searching his council
But I hold no fear of the Reaper
As all he can take from me is life