Can you feel it? So cold...
From what I've heard it's served better that way

I like to think of myself as divine, a kind of reaper
A modern day hero of sorts, sent from above to deliver the word
Unto you I bestow, the greatest gift that'll your soul
From the light you have strayed, well back you go, let me show you the way

Swift justice is served
And so well deserved
All your sins, I'll erase, and there will be no more pain

From inside you've sensed my coming
That awful feeling over your shoulder

I've got a personal message from the deceased, non-believer
A handful of promises to fulfill and the mentality to kill at will
I'll make it as quick as I can, that's how dedicated I am
WIlling to take the extra step on behalf of the mourning, widowed and bereft

Swift justice is served
And so well deserved
All your sins, I'll erase, and there will be no more pain

From inside you've sensed my coming
That awful feeling over your shoulder
Through my eyes the view is sickening
Come face to face with a vigilante

You won't know me
But you will see
The light
And I will lead you away

Swift justice is served
And so well deserved
All your sins, I'll erase, and there will be no more pain

From inside you've sensed my coming
That awful feeling over your shoulder
Through my eyes the view is sickening
Come face to face with a vigilante
Soon you will face the vigilante