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The Collector
04:33
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Self deception, inattention
Negligence and unconcern
Builds the walls of your construction
liberates you from the burn
vanity, self-admiration
in arrogance you’ll never learn
that you need appreciation
come the day the tables turn
unraveling in silence
structures coming down
I‘ll be there to watch your life unfold
when your colors prove unsound
when your ego starts to drown
I’ll watch as your mind starts to lose control
When you fall on hollow ground
Your cries will be the only sound
to speak of my presence as was foretold
The suffering that binds us
You’ll endure alone
And I’ll be here waiting to claim your soul
I watch the forsaken drop down to their knees
I will be awakened only by their pleas
I‘m the one created in adversity
Of all you have instated I’m what’s left to be
I AM COLLECTOR OF SOULS
I AM THE LAST THING YOU’LL KNOW
Your conceit demands submission
From your own forsaken breed
Drag them all into perdition
To ensure you would succeed
Power blind in indiscretion
Force the hand that feeds your needs
Redirect the crowds attention
So they cannot see it bleed
unraveling in silence
structures coming down
I‘ll be there to watch your life unfold
when your colors prove unsound
when your ego starts to drown
I’ll watch as your mind starts to lose control
When you fall on hollow ground
Your cries will be the only sound
to speak of my presence as was foretold
The suffering that binds us
You’ll endure alone
And I’ll be here waiting to claim your soul
I watch the forsaken drop down to their knees
I will be awakened only by their pleas
I‘m the one created in adversity
Of all you have instated I’m what’s left to be
I AM COLLECTOR OF SOULS
I AM THE LAST THING YOU’LL KNOW
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The End Of Apprehension
03:21
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Bright the path before us
Paved with all that we forgo
to the new masters that abhor us
leave us blinded in the glow
They bring the light, the fire,
the scorching of our souls
To feed our false desire
Our smoldering blackened souls
The walls are red,
With the writing of those who have shed
The blood that was spilled
In the name of the lie
The meek sacrificed
to inherit the earth
the final rebirth
of the truth
that‘s dying in their eyes
We stumble, crawl and falter
for the end of apprehension
as our mind is slowly altered
and put in permanent detention
Convenient trust
Is wired
Into our twisted brain
To quench the lust
The pyres
The flame’s incessant reign
The walls are red,
with the writing of those who have shed
The blood that was spilled
in the name of the lie
The meek sacrificed
to inherit the earth
the final rebirth
of the truth
that‘s dying in their eyes
with severed limbs the truth lies shattered
As if devotion never mattered
Evil prevails as by choice we close our eyes
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