Aye
Draw my sword
Slice clean through yo skin
Don’t pray
You gon find yourself
On the end of my blade again
Pray to your lord
That the embers don’t condemn
In my den I vanquish thousands
Foolish hollow die in seconds
Grip my scythe made of bone
Reaper keeper of the throne
Roam these lands you’re all alone
I’ve come to greet you with a tone
Puny mortals will get slain
Their bodies swinging from the chains
Brain leaking on the floor
You should have stayed up in yo lane
Bitch
Lurking in the shadows you can’t see me
I’m etherеal
Dagger in yo back
Then slit yo throat
And hide thе burial
No hiding from this demon
King of cinder
Can’t be beaten
Draw my sword
Ill since yo flesh
And burn yo bodies into ash
Draw my sword
Slice clean through yo skin
Don’t pray
You gon find yourself
On the end of my blade again
Pray to your lord
That the embers don’t condemn
In my den I vanquish thousands
Foolish hollow die in seconds
Grip my scythe made of bone
Reaper keeper of the throne
Roam these lands you’re all alone
I’ve come to greet you with a tone
Puny mortals will get slain
Their bodies swinging from the chains
Brain leaking on the floor
You should have stayed up in yo lane
Bitch
Lurking in the shadows you can’t see me
I’m etherеal
Dagger in yo back
Then slit yo throat
And hide thе burial
No hiding from this demon
King of cinder
Can’t be beaten
Draw my sword
Ill since yo flesh
And burn yo bodies into ash
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