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- Collector
A smile appears, his evil eyes
He has come with horse and carriege collecting the dead
Bring them to the streets, ready your coins
He arrives with nothing and leaves with it all
Can I travel with you
The mother cries
She begs to make him take her
For the last ride
- Outside
Heaven isn't opening,
And I can't keep warm indoors and now my eyes have started seeing things in here.
Feeling beat down with all unsure thoughts on the horizon,
Tasking myself with targets too far out of my own reach it seems.
I can't see clearly in this sun.
I can't see clearly in this sun.
Spin cycle on my head,