Soulcollector
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.
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
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.
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
Credits
Writer(s): Jurica Baljak, Damir Marijan, Sinisa Antunovic, Ivana Anic, Juraj Birin, Jurica Bazant
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