A raspy cackle escapes from his dark shroud like lingering smoke
Sounding hollow, like the rattling of a dead man’s bones
His empty eyes fill with a dark mirth that flutters like a raven’s wing
A reaper joking in the shadows of death

It sounds hollow, like the rattling of a dead man’s bones
His voice an echo lost in a reverberating dream
His empty eyes fill with a dark mirth that flutters like a raven’s wing
Laughter cuts through silence like the crack of a lightning bolt

His voice an echo lost in a reverberating dream
Pale hands reach out from the dark pools of the underworld
Laughter cuts through silence like the crack of a lightning bolt
Rouge lips whisper their dearest condolences off the devil’s tongue

Pale hands reach out from the dark pools of the underworld
Empty eyes fill with a dark mirth that flutters like a raven’s wing
Rouge lips whisper their dearest condolences off the devil’s tongue
A raspy cackle escapes from his dark shroud like lingering smoke