Lamb of Darkness

With fleece of night and eye of blood.
A terrific sight, a horrible fright.
The lamb of the reaper, the ewe of the damned.

From far beyond the grave.
A shepherd from hell, a girl in red.
She appears where there is no light.

Clip. Clop.
Clop. Clop.

The last sound you will hear,
The last sight you will see.
The claws of the reaper, the ewe of the damned.

A shepherd's pole, the reaper's scythe,
In dead of night they are alike,
Held by the girl, deep in the night.

Mary had a little lamb,
That will reap your soul.