The Grim Reaper

I'm the grim reaper, chimney sweeper, gate keeper

Running faster than a cheetah, preying on the weaker

Got you in my point blank range as I take aim

I'm coming at you like a hurricane

You're a scavenger, scratching around for scraps

Sipping on cactus, lighting matches, unburied hatchets

Waiting for the ultimatum to be handed down from above

Never moved a muscle, never gave a fuck

If it's bad for business and the visits from the hellhounds

Sniffing out stitches for the snitches

Then therе's gotta be more than justice in discussion

For thе ones causing the corruption

Are you having an existential crisis?

Time is priceless, can't advise us, analyze it

Break it down into small increments to repent

Rotting flesh odorous

The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Rotting flesh odorous

The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Heaven sent the silhouette of many wicked men

Fearless, reckoning, thinking they're the most powerful they've ever been

I can't begin to comprehend the arrogance dwindling inside the cranium

Grotesquely, tortured by the wretchedness

Whiplash in the fortress between your legs

Body bags hanging on the hills hoist

With a peg as the stench, orbits the homestead

Rotting flesh odorous

The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Rotting flesh odorous

The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Rotting flesh odorous

The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Rotting flesh odorous

The grim reaper came to collect his debt

Rotting flesh odorous

The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Rotting flesh odorous

The grim reaper cashes the cheque