The Leading Reaper

I’m too lazy I’m too dull And I’m turning into a numbskull
All the doors Have been borne From the rising of the undertone
And the creepsHold believers How to deal with the shivers
What’s the deal With the others Trying not to be a leader
I’m too young To adore Something I have never known before
I’m too reckless To be jealous Of the eternal numbers
And the bricks Being built Is slowly melting down
And the leer From the peers Is drowning all your sound
Reaching for the brim
Before the dark begins
Reaching for the edge
Before the life be held, by
The reaper
The keeper of believers
The seer
The sentimental leader
I’m too old To abhor Something I have never known before
I’m too harmless To be jealous Of the eternal letters
And the wall Uninstalled Is slowly growing loud
And the jeer From the peers Is drowning all my hounds
Reaching for the sin
Before the light begins
Reaching for the haven
Before the life be given, to
The reaper
The keeper of believers
The seer
The sentimental leader
The reaper
(reaching for the brim)
The keeper of believer
(before the dark begins)
The seer
(reaching for the edge)
The sentimental leader
(before the life be held, by)
The reaper
(reaching for the sin)
The keeper of believer
(before the light begins)
The seer
(reaching for the haven)
The sentimental leader
(before the life be given, to)
The reaper
The reaper
The reaper
The reaper