Waiting on the Reaper

By the time the sun comes up

I'll be swinging from the end of the hangman's rope

Hoping like hell that these gold teeth

Will pay my tab across the river Styx down below, below, below

Waiting on the reaper

Waiting on the reaper

Saw a vision of my fate at dusk

In a puddle of piss and jaguar blood

Hellfire, brimstone, and ancient runes

When you know you're gonna burn

You ain't got nothing to lose

Waiting on the reaper

I'm waiting on the reaper

I'm just waiting around to die

So I can see the reaper

Armageddon like a nightmare poisoning my mind

It's got me running like freight train

There's only one way out of this hell

But there's a thousand

A thousand ways to die

There ain't language for the things I've seen down here

Down here

In the underworld

Burning flesh, misery, and decay

The dark lord's handy work

The Armageddon stomp

The Armageddon stomp

I always thought that I'd meet death

Under the blaze of the South Texas sun

Cursing your gods with my last breath

Headfirst straight to hell

Off to give the devil some

Off to give the devil some

Off to give the devil some