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Spawn of Possession - Servitude of Souls şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Spawn of Possession

albüm: Incurso


Souls are to some, the key to living
But these can be severely hidden
A cellar so sordid
Home to a doctor born morbid
His quest in life
Was to cut out souls with his knife
Snatched his victims
After night's fall, random targets
All humans have a soul
Then one night, out and stalking he saw a glow
Around a lonely walker whom he tracked
Jumped and overthrew
This had to be a special one
He tied her up and brought her home
Dragged downstairs
Head bumped the steps
All bruised and swelled
On the gurney strapped and gagged her screaming yap
Steady breath behind the surgical mask
No thought of giving anesthesia
Servitude of souls, master robbing anima
Servitude of souls, master robbing anima
♪
The knife went deep, the shining grew
Her spastic body of pain showed proof
Secret sermon uttered for the soul to stay intact before caught
She bit off her own tongue
♪
A jar of glass
Placed carefully next to the
Open wound
She watched her soul slip into it
♪
Closed the lid
And smiled as he let her die cold and empty
Now came the time
To merge with glowing treasure of his
♪
His dirty glasses
Reflected his hands
As they slowly opened a drawer
♪
Pulled out a vast collection of jars
They all contained his victims sparks
The thievish doctor had formed a plan
Through surgery insert them all into his body
Slashed a laceration and poured them in
The dead was lying rotting and wouldn't miss a thing
Servitude of souls, master robbing anima
Servitude of souls, master robbing anima

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