Lyrics The Reaper's Image - Nostradameus

The Reaper's Image

Gazing at the paintings along the narrow hall
They’re telling emotion with draws and colours
I see in my eye lids they’re staring at me
Eyes filled with hatred that’s piercing my skin
Was the tale right, it will show
Gaze into the mirror and you will know
Fallen angle with no face
Is the keeper of hell’s entrance
Forged by a man, with an own soul
The mirror of death looks so strange
Don’t go too close, don’t go near
You will lose all you have
Because the reaper’s still inside
Drawn to the miror, drawn by its grace
Enchanting reflections are calling my name
God, I am curious, let’s take a peak
I’m drowning in endless eternity
Was the tale right…
Forged by a man…
Fading, slowly away…
Caught by the man with no face
Trapped in eternal flames…
Caught in, deep down in hell
The myth of the mirror revealed to be true
When looking too close, he is coming for you
Slowly appearing, from nowhere he came
And right there it was, The Reaper’s Image
Was the tale right…
Forged by a man…