
FoulPhil
Well-known member
This one has been super hard to get this far along. I wrote it last year and had started working on it MONTHS ago. There's still some things about the vocals I can't get a firm grasp on and I doubt I ever will. I think it came out sounding cool anyway. Not sure though LOL...
I see you in the back of the room for the first time I realize how much it means to me
To feel the coldness of your eyes the reflection of your scythe shining down on me
It sends a shiver down my spine the voiceless shadow creeping in the night
A silent reminder that death will take us all and even the good ones will fall
Hourglass in hand waiting for the last gain of sand to fall
Caretaker of the damned collects the souls of us all
Say your prayers before your die
Reaper don't care reaper don't cry
When you hear tolling of the bell
You better pray all is well
Within the shadow of the cloak he hides
I can hear the footsteps of the pale horse he rides.
I'm searching for the chance of a lifetime seeking my immortality
He's lurking through the doorways of the ill, Institutions, rest homes, infirmaries
Will I make it this one last time or fall beneath the power of the knife
Will I grow tired and old my body lay dying in the cold
Don't be afraid to take him by the hand - There are things in life we'll never understand
So make this best of your of life here on earth
The time will come for us all to be burred in the dirt
Say your prayers before your die
Reaper don't care reaper don't cry
When you hear tolling of the bell
You better pray all is well
I see you in the back of the room for the first time I realize how much it means to me
To feel the coldness of your eyes the reflection of your scythe shining down on me
It sends a shiver down my spine the voiceless shadow creeping in the night
A silent reminder that death will take us all and even the good ones will fall
Hourglass in hand waiting for the last gain of sand to fall
Caretaker of the damned collects the souls of us all
Say your prayers before your die
Reaper don't care reaper don't cry
When you hear tolling of the bell
You better pray all is well
Within the shadow of the cloak he hides
I can hear the footsteps of the pale horse he rides.
I'm searching for the chance of a lifetime seeking my immortality
He's lurking through the doorways of the ill, Institutions, rest homes, infirmaries
Will I make it this one last time or fall beneath the power of the knife
Will I grow tired and old my body lay dying in the cold
Don't be afraid to take him by the hand - There are things in life we'll never understand
So make this best of your of life here on earth
The time will come for us all to be burred in the dirt
Say your prayers before your die
Reaper don't care reaper don't cry
When you hear tolling of the bell
You better pray all is well