Grim harvester, dreary reaper
The sorrowful avenger, paralizes with his sight
You can't run from him
He kills your sleep, murders your rest

First you beg for a job, then you get pissed off
You allow getting abused, in fear of losing it
Greedy upstarts, they're making the best of you
Using the circumstances, they theat you like a rag

I'll be your nightmare, you're curse and damnation
I'll be the suffocation stealing your breath
I'll be your sickness, the cancer
Finally you'll die from my hands

It's done, what had to be done
You lie in your office bathed in blood
No one will help you, you haven't deserved it
Through all you your life you only counted the cash

You never helped anyone unless you had some profits
But willingly, if possible, you abused and cheated

It's payback day - you're dying in loneliness

Kill your boss - carry out the sentence,
The sorrowful avengers - they're us!

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