[Verse 1] [Grim, reflective tone] I’ve walked the weight of the world’s woes, Shadows shift, as time unfolds. Grim, yet gentle, I take what’s owed, In silent whispers, their fates bestowed. With every soul I steal from the sky, I question why, I question why— What is death, if not to comply? A rule of silence, a tearless sigh. [Pre-Chorus] [Whispered, tense] I harvest hope with cold hands, Collecting souls like shifting sands. The moment's mine, yet I feel the strain— No warmth to guide, no joy to gain. [Chorus] [Building, aching] I am the Reaper, the endless taker, A servant to time, a silent breaker. I see them smile, but I feel no grace, I end the race, but I lose the chase. I am the end, yet I cannot see— What’s left of life, what's left of me. (What’s left of me... What’s left of me...) [Verse 2] [Deeper, troubled] Born of darkness, bound by time, A scythe in hand, yet I climb. A thousand steps, I take alone, Through endless halls, through every stone. I don’t choose who falls, who’s lost, But every life comes at a cost. The weight of sorrow, heavy and cruel, I wear it well, I play the fool. [Bridge] [Soft, with a tinge of regret] And though I bring the final breath, I wonder if there’s more than death. Why do I feel this ache inside? Is there more to life I’ve yet to find? [Chorus] [Rising intensity, more pleading] I am the Reaper, the endless taker, A servant to time, a silent breaker. I see them smile, but I feel no grace, I end the race, but I lose the chase. I am the end, yet I cannot see— What’s left of life, what's left of me. (What’s left of me... What’s left of me...) [Verse 3] [Slow, introspective] I’m bound by duties I didn’t choose, A life of loss, yet I can’t refuse. A dancer on the edge of time, Chasing rhythms lost in rhyme. I carry their pain, yet feel no ease, A silent storm that never frees. If I could weep, I’d shed the years, But I’m just a shadow that disappears. [Outro: Soft, fading, haunting melody] [Quiet, almost whispered] I walk the line between their cries, A shadow that never dies. I end the story, but never tell, I am the Reaper, and this is hell.