Charge the punch
And make it count
Savour the moment
As their jaws drop to the floor
Finally aware of who’s in command
Hunger for power awake
A hunger reversed
Unable to quench its thirst
Now I’m the reaper
Without a trace of sin
Enlightening a dark world
Mirrored from within
Trace of sin
Trace of sin
Trace of sin
Primal urge awakened
Reach the top of the chain
Nothing to hold me back
On each bastard I gain
Put the noose upon them
Let them suffer in shame
Make them wish they never been born
As the mirror’s truth stares them back in their eyes
As unsettling inner devastation
As they pray they would die
Now I’m the reaper
Without a trace of sin
Enlightening a dark world
Mirrored from within
Trace of sin
I’ve become the reaper
Not a single trace of sin
When I tear them apart
Hear a silent scream —
As the mirror stares back into their eyes