I am the reaper
I will be the demise of your reign
I am the dark shadow where you hide
Self-righteous fascist, you chase the sun
Glory belongs to no man
Crooked church, you sell the Son
Thieves deserve to have no hands
Our Prisons were built with the stones of law
Whore houses are built with the bricks of religion
Oh man of God from which was your stone
I've stayed quiet for far too long
Cause I've typecast myself to censor what I can say
I'm so sick of this, sick of what's going on
Now I'm putting to an end of my silence
Your god's not real
This is the end of my silence
The wolf provides for his own but God provides for the lion
I am the lion, you are the wolf
You can run but I will find you
I am the reaper