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Hymns dedicated to His bonyness

Holy Skeleton

Holy, holy, holy! Grim Lord Almighty!

In the middle of the night our song shall rise to Thee;

Holy, holy, holy, cruel and almighty!

A bony masterpiece, praise His name and skull!


He Has Healed

(To be sung after a miraculous Heal has been performed)

Look what the Reaper has done

He healed my body, He touched my mind

He saved me just in time

From zeds and their evil mind

I'm gonna praise His name

Come on and praise Him you too!


Begone


(To be sung when our Sanctuary is infested with appalling zeds. Clarification: The following song only applies to HOSTILE zeds, since our Master, through his mouthpiece, has informed us that zeds should be welcome in our Orden. Unfortunately, we are almost unhealthily attached to this hymn an are unable to erase it. Praise the Reaper!)

Begone, you hideous Undead!

The Reaper has no need for Zeds.

Begone, with all your gore.

Our Sanctuary will be safe once more!


The Grim Lord


Grim Lord, guide us. Grim Lord, teach us. Grim Lord, protect us. We grow in Your darkness. We find safety in Your cruelty. Humbleness comes to us in front of Your tremendous wisdom. We live only to serve. Our lives are Yours!


Through the Darkness with the Reaper


The whiteness of His skull, leading us through the darkness. The sharpness of His scythe, cutting our way through the zombie hordes. The wisdom of His thoughts, guiding and directing us in our mission. Praised be His name, praised be the Grim Reaper!


Prayer to Lord Death

Praised are You, Lord of Death, Master of the Living who brings death to my enemies, protection to my friends. May it be Your will, Lord my Master, that I die when my time has come and that I shall arise from the dead. Let my death be undisturbed and peaceful. May I have the honour to die for Your scythe. May I then awaken to the light of a new day, that my eyes may behold the splendour of Your darkness. Praised are You, Lord whose glory gives light to the entire world. Your skull shining brighter than the sun, Your scythe bringing death to the living. Praised be Your name, praised be the Grim Reaper!


Words spoken by the gaunt Master

Say farewell to loneliness, as I will walk by your side through both life and death. My grim but fair scythe shall protect you, when dissidents stand in your way. In return, you shall honour your Master and recognize my undisputed power.



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