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Meet the Reaper

from Not for the Squeamish by TOMBSTONES

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Lyrics by: Stevo

Your skull cracked open, brains exposed
Choke to death on your guts, your corpse to be disposed
Tied to the stake, instruments of death
The flames dance and sear your flesh,
It drips in molten piles
Split from head to toe, ribs ripped through your chest
Twisted limbs, de-animation, necrotic suicide

Forgotten...
Forsaken...
Denied...

Feel the steel, tongue removed
Final curtain call for the protagonist of doom
Graveyard assassin, waiting in the dark
The sound of the chainsaw screaming in the night
Force the tool through your gut as they rip out your heart
Decapitated, amputated, disemboweled inside

Now it's clear your end is near
They speak in tongues we all doth fear
As darkness falls and slays the light,
Look left, look right
PREPARE TO DIE
Your safety once was just a thought
That never occurred to you was nought
As death arrives, your dread is deeper
Open your eyes and MEET THE REAPER!!

Now you're dead, dropped in a hole
Your loved ones pray for your mortal soul
Brutal ways to die, you could never conceive
Zipped up in a body bag, another piece of shredded meat
Mangled corpses rotting from this heinous killing spree
You snooze, you lose, your TOMBSTONE = DECEASED

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from Not for the Squeamish, released July 21, 2010

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