The Scythe in the Dark Lyrics

The blade has swung, demonic force
A soul so dark it draws dead flesh from the grave
Unhallowed hex upon the cross
There is no baptism, only burial
Beware the curse is closing in
Gluttony blooming and you can't escape it
The hidden twist within our tale
Is the assailant simply greed itself?
To drown in florins, morals impeached
An early grave you are ready to meet
Another life is lost tonight
At the hands of the Scythe in the Dark
The Scythe in the Dark
You shall be left where the weed decays
Rotting in gold
A child's word, an elder's prompt
Does your mind not show you misdirection?
Or maybe Death can claim the kill
The dead will join him before the gates of hell
Why should those who bath in filth and famine show concern for their own rotting flesh?
Think about your life before death gives it meaning
Ivory claw, a corpse in dirt
Purge the earth, to reclaim your soul
You shall be left where the weed decays
I am the ghost that roams within the forest
You shall be left where the weed decays
Rotting in gold
The blade has swung, demonic force
A soul so dark it draws dead flesh from the grave
Unhallowed hex upon the cross
There is no baptism, only burial