| Your eyes burnt with fear, you started to run |
| But you can’t escape |
| From the nightmare he brings you |
| The reaper itself will hunt you down |
| And when he’s got you he’ll break your bones |
| The priest will die tonight, the reaper tracks you down |
| Followed the trace from your blood |
| You will for sure die in a guillotine |
| Time to pay for your sins, now you die — guillotine |
| Time to pray to your god, no escape |
| He’ll pull your head down in under the blade |
| There’s no way out, he’ll piss on your grave |
| The reaper has now realeased the blade |
| We can only hear him laugh as you die |
| The priest will die tonight, the reaper tracks you down |
| Followed the trace from your blood |
| You will for sure die in a guillotine |
| Time to pay for your sins, now you die — guillotine |
| Time to pray to your god, no escape, no escape |