Envelopes & poems black as tar invite Infected by the virus; Trojan Horses entice now 'cause the black moon slammed you out of your weddinggown
"Murder" read the sign; somebody's on the prowl Tell me what's my crime, are you inside my house now? This ain't over till the black & dead dog howls
I'm in lots of love and so much rage, you tell me now I turned the other cheek, but a silent vow: I wished them dead and they are all buried now
Grim Reeper Don't want to call on you no more Grim Reeper I've got the scythemen in store
Grim Reeper is visiting you
Macaber appetite You meet my darkest side Within 2 years you're down
Letters written blood, macaber appetite Taunt me with your voodool meet my darkest side now As the beast will be unleashed to hunt you down and within 2 years you're down
Grim Reeper Don't want to call on you no more Grim Reeper I've got the scythemen in store