Soulcollector

AngelSeed

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    A moment of life, when something blinded my mind
    I never felt, I never saw, such kind of darkness, close to me
    Frozen by fear, which only I can feel

    I try to breathe, I try to blink
    I am paralyzed

    Cold walls around (cold walls around)
    Black hand in my sight
    Trembling bodies falling down
    I see the blinding light
    I don't want to go, It's not my number, It's not my turn
    I want to fight back; It's not my turn

    Fight, the darkness in his eyes is peircing through your mind
    The coldness of his touch is freezing your heart
    Gasping for the air, empty as a lie
    Your turn has come to die

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    I cannot believe in afterlife
    But right now, I don't know, what I believe and in what I don't
    Lust for ending my life in your cold eyes
    Flash of the blade's zinging through the air, I'm falling down

    When I hit the ground (when I hit the ground)
    I feel the darkness
    And without any sound
    I fly towards the blinding light light
    I'm asking for fight, taking your scythe, unstoppable force
    my spirit's not lost
    Our future is here, depends on this war, never to end
    my soul will never be yours

    Fight, the darkness in his eyes is piercing through your mind
    Pieces of your soul reflect in his scythe
    Rise above the pain, get ready to fight
    Night is ending. here comes
    Fight, the darkness in his eyes is piercing through your mind
    Pieces of your soul reflect in his scythe
    Rise above the pain, get ready to fight
    Night is ending. here comes light

    Still flowing through my ghostly veins

    Pieces of life, still flowing through my ghostly veins
    Light in the dark will shine until next collector's gonna start its dance

    Fight, the darkness in his eyes is piercing through your mind
    Pieces of your soul reflect in his scythe
    Rise above the pain, get ready to fight
    Night is ending. here comes
    Fight, the darkness in his eyes is piercing through your mind
    The coldness of his touch is fading with light
    Lift your head up high, never be afraid
    The SoulCollector's dead

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