Never Reap, Where The Reaper Reaps

For those dire tyrants, who presumptuously, take their faiths, in leaps            
Should know, now and forever, to never reap, where the Reaper reaps              
For he's a nether-nefarious demon, he's the fucking raging supernova              
Who may appear, although unbidden, but conjured, to fuck them over              
              
How he hates to see the virgin dead, wasted as cadavers, upon a pile              
And he'll simmer then seethe, as he ruminates on his vengeance, vile              
For he's so much more, than the angel of death, he's a master of pain              
He'll soak the self-righteous, in oil and acid, or; tar, feather and maim              
             
It's his swinging scythe and eternal right, to claim those mortal souls              
Or if he desires, to impale, selected undead heads, on burning poles              
And albeit he's a carnifex, his reach is further, than a darkness giver              
For he'll disembowel a tyrant, to feed a hound of Hell, its rancid liver              
             
Those eligible, to stare upon his guise, will wish they'd never looked              
For those who slaughter, within his domain, will be infernally fucked              
And once they're face to face, with him, their agonies will never stop              
As he takes pleasure in pain and their eyes, he will squeeze and pop              
             
In distant nightmares, some dreamers, may hear a despotic scream              
Visualise a monster, in boiling chemicals, amidst, a shroud of steam              
But maybe there'll be somebody else, watching, who'll bear a scythe              
And a memory of whispered words, of a dirge, 'My lives, for your life'              
             
Scream awake! Scream awake! If those night terrors, still fuck you up              
Because death can wait for awhile, but firstly, let the scythe-man sup              
For those who are morbidly insane and glorify, dead bodies, in heaps  
Should know, now and forever, to never reap, where the reaper reaps