Seventh Circle of Angst - The Collectionist Lyrics

Waiting the dark night to fall
Waiting my time to play being God
When shadows surround and threaten your dreams
They'll blacken my soul with macabre things

Walking through the shadow's path
Gates of doom grew my wrath
This is a hunt, you are the prey
Shut up or I'll strip up you face

Your body is dressed with blood
Your death becomes my drug
Screams in shattered eyes
Hell is not a lie

Die!
Something roams this hunted mind
Doubt or vice? No hope or trial
But sudden mist that fades this maze
Draws my reason, lock insane

Fire-guided, blinded eyes
All my victims lowly lie
My heart beating loud, my steps I can't hear
Stillness is death, my eager your fear

Your body is dressed with blood
Your death becomes my drug
Screams in shattered eyes
Hell is not a lie

Die!
Darkens scatters in the shattered room
As his blazing eyes seems like the one of a settled demon
Burning the corpses with them

Remember the shadows
Remember your nightmares
Remember I am death
Remember I am your God

Your body is dressed with blood
Your death becomes my drug
Screams in shattered eyes
Hell is not a lie

Your body is dressed with blood
Your death becomes my drug
Screams in shattered eyes
Hell is not a lie
Die!