[Verse 1] The Reaper hunts for souls down in New Orleans Bayou fog and blood-red dreams. He casts bones where the cypress leans, Skulls half-buried in the swamp’s dark seams. Marie Laveau stirs the midnight air, Her whispers crown the graveyard’s lair. [Pre-Chorus] Black cloak trailing smoke he stalks the bend. Papa Legba guards the crossroads end. Baron laughs where the graves descend, Top hat tilted doom to lend. [Chorus] Smiling from the shadows Watching Bidding his time Time Time Time Time to reap your soul [Verse 2] Cards fall heavy crimson spills. Riverboats drift with slaughtered wills. Laveau marks names in ash and chalk, While spirits rise where mourners walk. Baron toasts the dead with a wicked grin, As the Reaper harvests flesh from skin. [Pre-Chorus] Legba turns the gate your doom drawn in. A covenant sealed with breath and sin, A soul claimed deep where hell begins. [Chorus] Smiling from the shadows Watching Bidding his time Time Time Time— Time to reap your soul [verse 3] You cannot hide your sins your clock bleeds thin. The last grain falls, and judgment begins. Every oath you broke, every lie you sold He tallies each one… the debt is cold. [outro] Your pulse runs dry your time is done. No shadows left for you to run. He stands behind you breath on your ear A whisper "It’s over. The end is here." No screams will save you. No light will dawn. Your final heartbeat already gone. Time Time Time Time to reap your soul Time has run out time to reap your soul he is here time to reap your soul
