Lyrics
From the edge of time
Reflecting on existence and time from a distant perspective.
I've looked and interceded
Observing and intervening in the course of events.
I don't care what you do
Indifference to others' actions or choices.
I will always succeed
Confident in inevitable success regardless of circumstances.
Day by day, year by year
Acknowledging the passage of time and the devotion of others.
You adore me, you praise me, you beg me, you pray me
Receiving adoration, praise, begging, and prayers.
You do not know who I am
Emphasizing an enigmatic identity.
You only know my name
Recognition limited to the name rather than true understanding.
All hail to the reaper
Acknowledging reverence to the persona of the Reaper.
All wait for the lord of time
Anticipation for a powerful figure controlling time.
All cry in front of the old fiddler
Expressing collective sorrow before a mysterious figure (fiddler).
All fears grow in front of my scythe
Fear intensifies in the presence of inevitable mortality.
If you live, you belong to me
Claiming authority over the lives of all beings.
Sooner or later you will fall
Inevitability of succumbing to the Reaper's influence.
Nothing escapes to me
Asserting control over everything, nothing eludes.
I just let you climb the wall
Allowing individuals to face challenges, represented by climbing walls.
All hail to the reaper
Reiteration of homage to the Reaper's authority.
All wait for the lord of time
Expectation for the lordly figure governing time.
All cry in front of the old fiddler
Continued expression of sorrow before the mysterious figure.
All fears grow in front of my scythe
Fear intensifies in the face of the Reaper's scythe.
All hail to the reaper
Reiteration of homage to the Reaper's authority.
All wait for the lord of time
Expectation for the lordly figure governing time.
All cry in front of the old fiddler
Continued expression of sorrow before the mysterious figure.
All fears grow in front of my scythe
Fear intensifies in the face of the Reaper's scythe.
The fearful reject me
The fearful reject the Reaper and distance themselves.
And they move away from my call
Resistance to the Reaper's inevitable call.
The ancients adored me
Recognition of historical reverence for the Reaper.
On the shrine all things befall
All events converge at the shrine, symbolizing fate.
All hail to the reaper
Reiteration of homage to the Reaper's authority.
All wait for the lord of time
Expectation for the lordly figure governing time.
All cry in front of the old fiddler
Continued expression of sorrow before the mysterious figure.
All fears grow in front of my scythe
Fear intensifies in the face of the Reaper's scythe.
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