The Grim Reaper
Dark, cloaked, handsome
Guides your soul to afterlife
The 天使 of Death


天使 of Death



In darkness of the night
I spied him in a tree
Sat I froze 由 the sight
He was looking at me
The summer's heat became a chill
The 天使 of death at his kill

My 心 skipped with the fright
Blinked my eyes to bet'r see
Glanced back with all my might
Parted he my comp'ny
My chest was quickly pounding still
The 天使 of death at his kill

I did rise and take flight
The fear made me to flee
From darkness into light
To free captivity
Unbinding my soul from his will
The 天使 of death at his kill

Many years since that night
Gazed I on that braz'n be
Mem'ries of still incite
Fears of my slavery
Existence of him makes me ill
The 天使 of death at his kill