Possession of the Reaper - Sabbat

The shadow without a smile

My real sight is fading away

Riding on blind horse, I hear

The mad screams of the damned

When depression speaks through me

Crucified?

Nightmare?

I feel I hear the revelation, delight?

Final agonies?

Caught in illusions, I’m screaming, in torture

Possession of the reaper

Awaiting me, the creaking door, of my coffin

Possession of the reaper

Dancing zombies, intolerable darkness helms me

Swinging round, hell scythe

My body connects with pain

Wrath from above, falling needlessly downward

Dying to be release from it all, pleasure?

Final agonies?

Caught in illusions, I’m screaming, in torture

Possession of the reaper

Awaiting me, the creaking door, of my coffin

Possession of the reaper

Caught in illusions, I’m screaming, in torture

Possession of the reaper

Awaiting me, the creaking door, of my coffin

Possession of the reaper

The reaper