I Am the Reaper Lyrics

Your head is in the water and your feet are in a jam
You fucked my wife and now your life is in my fucking hands
Gonna turn you blue - pull you up to get some air
Take you to my barn - got lots of things in there
Turnin' on the table saw and clampin' down your balls
You're puking and a screamin' but that isn't all

I am the reaper - the host of the games
The maggot - the scumbag - the master of pain
I am the reaper - the host of the games
The hammer - the shitball - the preacher of shame;

The fryer's up on high over there in the kitchen
But if I chopped you up and dropped you in you'd probably taste like chicken
My dog is really friendly when he chases the stick
But sometimes he's prone to chewin' on some dick