Gruesome

This life is guresome,

Or maybe it's just me

Kill me slowly

For this time it's different

Turn on the lights

So you can see what I have become...

I am the one who bears the scars

I am the one so many fear

I am the one for whom the bell tolls

For I am the reaper of souls

No one can begin to understand

The empty shell that I've become

Turn around and look at what I've done

Who cares enough to mourn the lost souls

That I so brutally harvested

Fear me oh mortal soul

For I am the one who shall hear

Your dying breath

And when you meet me, You're blood'll run cold

Do not fear the shadow of death

Or your death shall be utterly Gruesome

Yell at me 'till death do us part

And you will be the next victim

In this brutal game of mine

And I am...

The funeral...

And I am...

The grave...

And I am...

The dead...

And I am...

Coming for you!