The Kiss Of Death

You overturn the cross
Of a lonely grave
You'll reap the harvest that you sow
You think its cool to speak of Satan
Will you play the fool
On your judgement day
Black demon
Under your bed
Will show you the face of death
Black demon
Inside your head
Will give you the kiss of death
All you readers
Of this stone
This fate will someday be
Your very own
Here the wicked
Cease from troubling
Here the wearied lay
To rest forevermore.
The devil is callin'
For your soul today
The reaper is comin' to take you away.