Tracing my footsteps in time , I run backwards but find my world passing me by , Wrapped in my sins committed, I carry my own coffin, Strangely I find that I am my own Reaper, Bloodied hands with the faith of my kin, I have sinned, My soul sold out to the Darkness, With kindness that left me long standing alone, my emotions are all but a devilish cry, with no tears but black blood that runs in my eyes, Strangely I find that I am my own Reaper, Father forgive me for I have sinned, I know that I am my own Reaper............................................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
