
Reaper's Curse
[start] [Intro - Immediate] [Distorted low drone, heartbeat pulse] (Yeah…) He marked me. [Verse 1] The Grim Reaper rolled the dice on me Cold hands, no apology Steel decision, human-made Blood on fate they tried to blame I didn’t trip, I didn’t slip They cut the future at the wrist Call it destiny, call it luck But this curse was built by us [Pre-Chorus] Tell me who let death decide? Who gave him keys and looked aside? If this was justice, say it clear Why does it still scream in here? [Chorus] He took my hand, called it fate Man-made sin with heaven’s face Laughing while I bleed it out Pointing fingers, backing out Reaper’s mark carved into bone Not divine — I’m not alone This ain’t karma, this ain’t luck This is human hands fucked up [Verse 2] Frustration living in my chest Anger dressed as righteousness They say “stay calm,” “be polite” While I’m learning pain in slices I tried being the better one Tried to bite my tongue and run But silence rots you from inside When nobody owns the knife [Chorus] He took my hand, called it fate Man-made sin with heaven’s face Laughing while I bleed it out Pointing fingers, backing out Reaper’s mark carved into bone Not divine — I’m not alone This ain’t karma, this ain’t luck This is human hands fucked up [Dream / Breakdown] [Instrumental drops, echoing voices] Kare ga ore wo jigoku ni otoshita (He threw me into hell) Kono jigoku wa, hajime kara nakatta (This hell didn’t exist at first) Uso nante dou demo yokatta (I didn’t care about the lies) Demo ima wa— Atama no naka de kurutteiru (Now they’re spinning in my head) [Whispered] Why… why… Doushite shinigami wa ore wo eranda? (Why did the Reaper choose me?) Noroi ka? Unmei ka? (Curse… or fate?) Ima mo mada— Kotae wa nai (There’s still no answer) [Final Chorus] He took my hand, left the scar Called me weak, called it God But heaven didn’t pull that blade People did — and walked away Reaper’s curse still on my skin But I know where it begins Not the dark, not death, not me It started with humanity [Outro] [Instruments strip back] That’s the Reaper’s curse — His mark, his choice, his violence On me… It wasn’t destiny. It wasn’t lovely. It was ugly. Human. Disgusting. On me. [Outro - End]

