The Reaper’s Touch

[Verse 1]
Cold breath on my neck
Clock’s cracked on the wall
You said
“We’ve got time”
Then you started to stall
Hands shake on the wheel
White lines blur and bend
Every mile
Every mirror
Just another dead end
[Chorus]
The Reaper’s touch
Is closer than it seems
Crawling up my spine
Dragging through my dreams
If every scar I hide
Is payment for my sins
Then let the Reaper’s touch
Tear through my skin (come and take it)
[Verse 2]
Black hood in the glass
It’s my face underneath
Can’t bargain with the blade
When it’s wired to your teeth
I tried to outrun fear
Burned rubber
Burned out
Now I’m staring at the sky
Hearing your name in the crowd
[Chorus]
The Reaper’s touch
Is closer than it seems
Crawling up my spine
Dragging through my dreams
If every scar I hide
Is payment for my sins
Then let the Reaper’s touch
Tear through my skin (yeah)
[Bridge]
I feel it
Finger on the thread
One pull
And I’m dead
So I scream
Till my lungs give up
“I’m not done yet
I’m not done yet” (hey!)
[Chorus]
The Reaper’s touch
Is closer than it seems
Crawling up my spine
Dragging through my dreams
If every scar I hide
Is payment for my sins
Then let the Reaper’s touch
Tear through my skin
[Outro]
One last breath
One last crutch
I finally reach back
For the Reaper’s touch

metal, Modern metalcore with down-tuned guitars, tight double-kick, and snarling male vocals. Verses ride palm-muted chugs and tense riffs; chorus widens with melodic top-line and gang shouts on key phrases. Brief halftime breakdown before final hook, with dissonant leads and a shouted, crowd-ready outro.