

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Rust on the scythe edge Black cloak torn at the hem He limps through a dead field Counting every name again Cold breath Cracked mask Sand bleeding from the seams Even monsters punch the clock And crack beneath the weight of screams [Chorus] This is the death of a reaper Watch the shadow fall apart Who buries the one Who’s been digging up our hearts? This is the death of a reaper Spitting dust instead of flame When the taker is taken Tell me who will speak his name? (hey!) [Verse 2] Bones in his pockets Debts carved into his palm He drops them in the river They sink The water stays calm He stares at the sunrise Like he’s seeing it first time Ash in his throat He’s choking On everyone else’s last lines [Chorus] This is the death of a reaper Watch the shadow fall apart Who buries the one Who’s been digging up our hearts? This is the death of a reaper Spitting dust instead of flame When the taker is taken Tell me who will speak his name? (woah) [Bridge] He kneels in the grave he never dug For himself For himself (oh yeah) Crowns of thorns on a crooked skull Just a worker Nothing else [Chorus] This is the death of a reaper No more tally No more chart Who buries the one Who’s been ripping worlds apart? This is the death of a reaper Let him sink beneath the rain If the end can finally end Maybe we can live again
Tags
metal, Modern metalcore with drop-tuned guitars, tremolo-picked harmonies, and double-kick bursts; verses stay tight and rhythmically jagged, chorus opens into an epic half-time stomp with soaring, gritty male vocals; add dissonant leads in the bridge that bloom into a unison, headbang-ready riff for the final hook
3:18
No
3/23/2026