Dan Bull - Reaper's Delight lyrics

5, 4, 3, 2, 1 red bottom

On the same day Gabriel fell
Gabriel became an angel of hell
Prowling the place with the stealth of
A snake on the ground
Venom draining your health
No chasing allowed
He's straight in the space where you dwell if
He craves it he takes it himself
And from counting the shotgun
Shells in your bottom
Hell, you've not done well
Somebody came and knocked seven bells
Out of you so much he should
Be locked in a cell
Never felt higher, spreading hellfire
That's hot enough to boil heavy
Rock and melt tires
All black everything, all black suit
All black trousers and all black boots


All black belt and an all black crotch
All black gloves and an all Blackwatch
All black armour and all black guns
All black 'jamas and all black buns
All black torso and all black cloak
For a white chap, he's an all black bloke
He's not a goth and he's not gothic
Definitely doesn't do his shopping
In Hot Topic (I'm back in black)
He cloaked in the smoke of the inferno
Real absinthe's banned, so he drinks pernod
(Living hell of another world)

(Die) Hear death and it's beckoning
(Die) The death metal is deafening
(Die) No question
It's definitely threatening
(Die) Or at least it's a wee bit usettling
(Die) He's even realer than wrestling
(Die) Cold as an old cup
Of tea with some peppermint
Reaper sweeps through the ether
While death blossoms
Shadow step and spank leave you
With a red bottom
(Die) Prepare for the reckoning
(Die) Resurrecting the nephilim
(Die) Relocate them to kettering
(Die) Silencing haters who're heckling
(Die) Tasteless like a vest
With a leopard print
(Die) Oi, was that a joke? It best have been
Reaper sweeps through the ether
While death blossoms
Shadow step and spank leave you
With a red bottom

Being an edgelord is a double edged sword
The darkest white piece on the chessboard
He'll take wraith form
Pass through your base while masked
Engage in a range of hateful acts
Break your plates or take your stash
And then make troll comments
On your racial caste
With a painful lack of any grace or tact
You can't do that with a baseball bat
Mate, perhaps you should be grateful that
You're not laying in a grave
With your face all gashed
Close casket, the wake was a laugh
Dove in the coffin naked as if taking a bath
It isn't even up for debate or chat
He was a poor chap with a painful past
Now he's taking out frustration
On ungrateful twats
He's a one man black death plague of rats
Reaper's making a leap of faith
At least a kilometre beneath good taste
Sow the seeds and wait for
The blossoming leaves of hate
It's a piece of cake
Human beings are just beasts innate
In denial of the nature
They're each ingrained with
They'd rather sit and be sedate than
Keep engaged with the reasoned debate
Sooooooooo, I guess they should

(Die) Hear death and it's beckoning
(Die) The death metal is deafening
(Die) No question
It's definitely threatening
(Die) Or at least it's a wee bit usettling
(Die) He's even realer than wrestling
(Die) Cold as an old cup
Of tea with some peppermint
Reaper sweeps through the ether
While death blossoms
Shadow step and spank leave you
With a red bottom
(Die) Prepare for the reckoning
(Die) Resurrecting the nephilim
(Die) Relocate them to kettering
(Die) Silencing haters who're heckling
(Die) Tasteless like a vest
With a leopard print
(Die) Oi, was that a joke? It best have been
Reaper sweeps through the ether
While death blossoms
Shadow step and spank leave you
With a red bottom

He leave you with a red bottom, red bottom
He leave you with a red bottom, red bottom
He leave you with a red bottom, red bottom
He leave you with a red bottom, red bottom
(die) red bottom (die)
Red bottom (die) red bottom (die)
Red bottom time to kill
Time to kill time to kill
Time to kill red bottom
Kill kill
Kill red bottom