I am the Christmas Reaper
I wish you Happy Horror Days
I am the Christmas Reaper
So don't you forget my name
While you gather around the tree for singing
I'll be stalking behind the windowsill
Sharpening the blade of my scythe
Preparing for another kill
I am the Christmas Reaper
I wish you Happy Horror Days
The present that I bring is resurrection
of the souls tarnished by demon hands
No point in trying to run, no use of disguises
The destiny and plague is what I am
I am the Christmas Reaper
I wish you Happy Horror Days
I am the Christmas Reaper
So don't you forget my name