Soul Collector

We were just sinners on our way to hell
But the devil saw potential so he didn't make us burn
He gave us intruments and showed us how to play
Now we collect lost souls if you believe it start to pray

When the sun goes down, you let us in
Your worst mistake, but how could you know?
You think it's fun, ritual has begun
We steal your soul when we play the dance of death

We are the fools!
Risen from hell, we're the Black Magic Fools
A story or for real, cursed to serve the one
It's the Devil's work, we're the Black Magic Fools

We are heartless, we give no reprieve
We'll make you smile, we will make you laugh
But smiling faces, they never last
You let us in but we will never get out

When the sun goes down, you let us in
Your worst mistake, but how could you know?
You think it's fun, ritual has begun
We steal your soul when we play the dance of death

We are the fools!
Risen from hell, we're the Black Magic Fools!
A story or for real, cursed to serve the one
It's the Devil's work, we're the Black Magic Fools!

We are the fools!
Condemned by all, we're the Black Magic Fools!
A story or for real, cursed to serve the one
It's the Devil's work, we're the Black Magic Fools!



Credits
Writer(s): Joacim Anders Cans, Michael A Chlasciak
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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