When I try and remember all that has happened to me I see a shroud of darkness engulf me All my body parts are no longer there Just a bloody mess, guts stuck in my hair Who was the reaper that came for me Saw what I was and chopped me in three Watch the blood flow, watch the blood flow Watch it flow where ever I go I watch my life melt away Everyone wants to save me But I am not worth a breath of trouble Search within your mind and clear away the rubble Don't be stupid watch the blood flow Or it may be you, here I come slashing through No anticipation, always in denial Living has always been a trial Now that the ghastly work is done I can kill everyone, I am the reaper And death is my keeper Who was the reaper that came for me Saw what I was and chopped me in three Watch the blood flow, watch the blood flow Watch it flow where ever I go Never could amount to anything Doing everything but nothing Now it is my turn to rip your body in half Oh look your neck has a gap Watch the blood flowBirth sign: Aries
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