twisting the blade of death in its rightful place brought to your knees by the elite too clad to fall behind the lines pushing on the soul leaves the heart but only in defeat he leads them to die and only then will he send the names of the corpses to the family reaper bring the scythe and pick them from the ground bodies scattered, left waiting to be found If you choose to fall then be prepared to wake at the coming dawn you’ll pay for your mistakes Pick them from the ground reaper bring the scythe and pick them from the ground bodies scattered, left waiting to be found If you choose to fall then be prepared to wake at the coming dawn you’ll pay for your mistakes