Faces Of Death

He plays poker with your fate
But he always deals the same card

Welcome to your hour of death
Your life now is in the pot

Cards you're holding are the hand of doom
Now you are heading for your tomb

This vulture preys on your soul,
Don't you get it? It's beyond control

Can't you see him? Standing over your bed
We all know what lies ahead

I know you feel (the) vicinity of death,
He came to take your last breath

He is here from the dawn of time
Making us pay for every crime!

God is not on your side
Only reaper to take you for a ride


Blood and guts are his favorite scene
He cleans after the war machine

Strikes the young, strikes the old,
You will achieve your threshold

Bite harder! Have you numbed the pain
This campaign will make you insane

Hold your rifle full of fear
Meaning of pain he will clear

Machine gun aims down the sight
I think your future isn't bright

Now you don't look so brave
When it's time to lay in a grave

Moment of silence in the middle of the fight
End is now in the line of sight

Kingdom of (the) dead you will meet,
Reaper's work is now complete!