I, the Collector

Hell is empty

they're surrounding us here

back from the grave

for better or for

worse you'd say

without remorse

I am alive and

and living out

living out my curse

living my curse

I will never breathe life again

death is my only friend

I'm the devil

that makes this hell

will you survive

no man could tell

In my hand

I hold the world (I am death)

a stage for all (the collector of life)

life stories told

when you die what

will be yours (I am death)

a trail of lies that will never be heard

(the collector)

my words decay

with every single

breath I take

so breathe it in

in hopes to ruin

your lungs from within

I am death collector of life

I am revenge

the thief in the night

I am death collector of life

I am revenge

the thief in the night

the thief in the night

In my hand

I hold the world

a stage for all

life stories told

when you die what

will be yours

a trail of lies that will never be heard

living my curse