Reaper Part 3

I stand here
In the burning flames
This is my curse
The demon has come out

So beautiful the death
Of thousands of souls
The work of my scythe
So beautiful it is

They stare at me
With hatred and pain
I stare back
With pity and shame

I walk away
To the kingdom of hate
Satans palace of flames
To claim my reward

The chains come off
My robe falls
I show it
The demon inside

I walk into the palace
To see the pain
Of angels and humans
I laugh with pity in my eyes

I walk farther
Only to be greeted
By the lord himself
Satan my father

He places it in my hands
The key to my freedom
The chains of binding hatred
It has come off

I am free
But something holds me
To the bind of hate and pain
I want to be The Reaper