Guilthee Soul Collector
Break it up now!
I'm a soul collector, I see into your darkest fear
It brings me in motion, I come and I suffer, I bear
Break it up now!
I find pleasure in your sickness
This is your doom, I am the witness
Your teardrops are grazenig my skin
Your scream will cover up your sin
I'll take your life as you took mine
I'll snap you up without a sign
Take it, break it, fake it
Break it up now!
No one can feel what I felt
No one believed I'm a vector
I can't keep my hate well in hand
I have became a collector
Take it, break it, fake it
Break it up now!
Face the truth you're begging for nothing
Your soul is rotted by my loathing
My teardrops are quenching your thirst
Our souls are naked through the burst
