I cut off their heads
I took their brains
I ripped their bodies
I drank their blood

Slaughtering the people
who are in my way
There shall be no-mercy
For the weak ones

I am the right hand
of the reaper
Task of mine
is to bring death
Messenger
of sorrow
and bringer of death
That's all I am

Slaughtering the people
who are in my way
There shall be no-mercy
For the weak ones

I am the right hand
of the reapers
Task of mine
is to bring death
Messenger
of sorrow
and bringer of death
That's all I am