The Collector - text
After a long long time Without stoping all this use
It’s better don’t wait too much To stop this damn abuse
Here, there and everywhere Humans follow a tendency
To take away resources without To care if something will bleed
It’s better don’t wait too much To stop this damn abuse
Here, there and everywhere Humans follow a tendency
To take away resources without To care if something will bleed
The Collector is coming, There’s no place to hide
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Have you ever asked yourself ‘Bout a future that you can touch?
Something made by your own hands, Something that you can trust?
Decisions sculpt your world A new blow means another crack
Molding a raw stone into a New work with no way back
Something made by your own hands, Something that you can trust?
Decisions sculpt your world A new blow means another crack
Molding a raw stone into a New work with no way back
The Collector is coming, There’s no place to hide
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Who will give the cash? Mother Earth gives the thrash!
Who will pay for?
Who will pay for?
It’s hard to get a man to Understand the urgency
Mainly if not understanding is something that Pay his salary
Stop the procrastination, half-measures or delays, We’re facing the consequences
Devastation is the Price to pay
Mainly if not understanding is something that Pay his salary
Stop the procrastination, half-measures or delays, We’re facing the consequences
Devastation is the Price to pay
The Collector is coming, There’s no place to hide
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
The hand that moves the world is the Same that washes your face
The same that guide your day by day It’s the owner of your fate
You can wash your hands and try to Hide the trail of blood but
This amount of debts bring More than a terrible flood
The same that guide your day by day It’s the owner of your fate
You can wash your hands and try to Hide the trail of blood but
This amount of debts bring More than a terrible flood
The Collector is coming, There’s no place to hide
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Who will give the cash?
Mother Earth gives the thrash!
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Who will give the cash?
Mother Earth gives the thrash!
Connected with the world, Your hand is like a sword
You just have to choose your way
Blade can bring the death but, Try another side
To sculpt in the world a chance to breath
Humans show capacities but One is standing out
The greed will turn that gold into ruins Something that we can’t be proud!
Why not to use this selfishness To create a better life?
Building a better world to you and your Children, don’t think twice!
The Collector is coming, There’s no place to hide
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Who will give the cash? Mother Earth gives the thrash!
Who will pay for that?
You just have to choose your way
Blade can bring the death but, Try another side
To sculpt in the world a chance to breath
Humans show capacities but One is standing out
The greed will turn that gold into ruins Something that we can’t be proud!
Why not to use this selfishness To create a better life?
Building a better world to you and your Children, don’t think twice!
The Collector is coming, There’s no place to hide
Pay what you’re owing him, Or he’ll take your life
Who will give the cash? Mother Earth gives the thrash!
Who will pay for that?
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Reklama
Heirs of Freedom
- Harbinger
- Revenge
- No More
- Mr. Disgrace
- Drowned in the Sea of Lie
- Hecatombe
- For the Heir of Freedom
- Trajectory of Death
- Lane
- The Thing Out of Control
- The Collector
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Masterpiece texty
- 1. The Collector
- 2. Harbinger
- 3. Mr. Disgrace
- 4. No More
- 5. Drowned in the Sea of Lie
- 6. Trajectory of Death
- 7. Lane
- 8. The Thing Out of Control
- 9. Hecatombe
- 10. For the Heir of Freedom
