Season Of The Reaper

We came with nothing and with nothing we'll leave

The wheels of fortune has stopped and it bleeds

The burning angel and hungry crows

Their black eyes that drill holes in our souls

The tortured souls that won't find its peace



The endless screams that echo on

Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun

No one comes to pay respect, come lay to rest

The night is still yours

When you're sleeping with the dead



And he smiles at you as he takes your life

It burns inside of you

It burns when you die



How sweet and calm, buried six feet under

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

The time has come to pay the price

When you're left to rot

Close your eyes and rest in pain



The endless screams that echos on

Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun

No one comes to pay respect, come lay to rest

The night is still yours

When you're sleeping with the dead

When you sleep with the dead it burns



Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun

No one comes to pay respect, come lay to rest

The night is still yours

When you're sleeping with the dead