The Reaper's Image
Nostradameus Lyrics


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Gazing at the paintings along the narrow hall.
They're telling emotion with draws and colours.
I see in my eye lids they're staring at me.
Eyes filled with hatred that's piercing my skin.

Was the tale right, it will show.
Gaze into the mirror and you will know.
Fallen angle with no face.
Is the keeper of hell's entrance.

Forged by a man, with an own soul.
The mirror of death looks so strange.
Don't go too close, don't go near,
You will lose all you have
Because the reaper's still inside.

Drawn to the miror, drawn by its grace.
Enchanting reflections are calling my name.
God, I am curious, let's take a peak.
I'm drowning in endless eternity.

Was the tale right...
Forged by a man...

Fading, slowly away...
Caught by the man with no face.
Trapped in eternal flames...
Caught in, deep down in hell.

The myth of the mirror revealed to be true.
When looking too close, he is coming for you.
Slowly appearing, from nowhere he came.
And right there it was, The Reaper's Image.





Was the tale right...
Forged by a man...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Nostradameus's song The Reaper's Image tell the story of someone gazing at paintings along a narrow hall, but feeling uneasy due to the emotions and hatred emanating from them. They then gaze into a mirror, which is said to have been forged by a man with their own soul. The mirror is said to be the mirror of death, and the lyrics warn the listener not to go too close to it, as they will lose all that they have. Despite the warning, the person is drawn to the mirror by its grace and calls from within, leading them to drown in an endless eternity. Eventually, they are caught by the man with no face and trapped in eternal flames, deep down in hell.


Line by Line Meaning

Gazing at the paintings along the narrow hall.
Looking at the paintings hung on the narrow walls.


They're telling emotion with draws and colours.
The drawings and colors depict emotions.


I see in my eye lids they're staring at me.
I close my eyes and feel the paintings staring at me.


Eyes filled with hatred that's piercing my skin.
The eyes in the paintings seem to hate and pierce me.


Was the tale right, it will show.
The truth will reveal itself.


Gaze into the mirror and you will know.
You will know the truth by looking at the mirror.


Fallen angle with no face.
A faceless fallen angel.


Is the keeper of hell's entrance.
The guardian of the entrance to hell.


Forged by a man, with an own soul.
Created by a man with his own soul.


The mirror of death looks so strange.
The death mirror looks unusual.


Don't go too close, don't go near,
Do not get too close.


You will lose all you have
You will lose everything you possess.


Because the reaper's still inside.
Because the reaper is concealed within.


Drawn to the miror, drawn by its grace.
Drawn to the mirror by its elegance.


Enchanting reflections are calling my name.
The charming reflections are calling me closer.


God, I am curious, let's take a peak.
I am curious, let's take a look.


I'm drowning in endless eternity.
I am lost in an endless existence.


Fading, slowly away...
Slowly fading away.


Caught by the man with no face.
Trapped by the faceless man.


Trapped in eternal flames...
Caught in eternal fire.


Caught in, deep down in hell.
Trapped deep in hell.


The myth of the mirror revealed to be true.
The myth of the mirror is now revealed to be true.


When looking too close, he is coming for you.
When you get too close, he will come for you.


Slowly appearing, from nowhere he came.
Slowly appearing, he came out of nowhere.


And right there it was, The Reaper's Image.
And there it was, The Reaper's Image.


Was the tale right...
Was the story true...


Forged by a man...
Created by a man...




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