Reaper in a cold world with no sound. Newly remastered in 2016. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
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Lyrics
Flakes sparkle against the embers of ground,
wind beats away at the dark moon's hair,
Reaper in a cold world with no sound,
Reaper in a cold world with no sound.
On a stiff gravestone lies a whining hound,
teeth drip blood in terms of white despair,
flakes sparkle against the embers of ground,
Reaper in a cold world with no sound.
Slivers of bone peek up from the mound,
caretaker eases back in his ashy chair,
Reaper in a cold world with no sound,
we burn in a cold world with no sound.
With ropes of skin its feet are bound,
stained glass window ponders dark and bare,
flakes sparkle against the embers of ground,
Reaper in a cold world with no sound.
The owls foretell in dreams renowned,
the coming of Him atop his night-black mare,
flakes sparkle against the embers of ground,
Reaper in a cold world with no sound.
