Strangeletter - Here Comes a Chopper (To chop off your head)

Cast off the reckoning, it's come, it's come.
Seeds of malevolence, full grown, made one.
All the decadence, wealth and machinery
Won't stop the reckoning.
Blood is our energy.

When the lights go black.
There's no turning back.
The stage is set, your last regret
Is thrown upon that pyre
To embrace the fire.

Cast off the reckoning, it's come, it's come.
Plead for forgiveness here you will find none.
All the arrogance, hubris,
And vanity won't stop the reckoning.
Blood is our legacy, and cost.

When the lights decay the veil is stripped away.
The answer's clear, you taste the fear.
Your violent heart's desire will burn on the pyre.

Let the candle be your guide
To light your way to bed.
Rest your weary eyes tonight,
The chopper's coming for your head.