The reaper has come out to play...
Fear tonight, with the moon riding high
Its laughter won't escape you
That bitter taste is terror, sharpening your palettes senses
The time is drawing near, your paranoia at its peak
There's a tapping at your window, the doorbell rings down below
An operator's standing by to take your screaming soul
It, stands before you. Black with night
A smiling skull filled with Insight
This is NOT childs play
One step forward
Three stumbles back
Catching your breath as your mind runs away
The Reaper stands commanding
Triumph running along its' bones
It knows only of winning
We always stand before it Alone
A sound is moving in
Its' arm comes arching 'round
A whisper of her scythe...
The dream comes tumbling down
You open your eyes to the witching hour
The nightmare feels SO GOOD to be over...
Until the tapping interrupts the beating of your heart
Downstairs, the doorbell rings
An operator is standing by...
Envy 8/28/97
