Collection Of Souls Lyrics by Master
Walk away from helplessness,
a sick collection of your souls
I'll drain the power from your veins,
a weak and mindless sickening game
You live your life in mother's home,
I've got the tickets to the show
But you'll never walk away,
afraid of shadows and the haze
The opportune break in the wings,
the sacrifice of simple things
The stage of chaos at your gasp,
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