The Collection
Lyrics
Don't forget who drives you onward
It's your fear and need for revenge
And we'll always be here watching
Always be here watching
My face will be the last thing
Your shriveling pupil glints
Before your essence
Becomes one with oblivion
And then your soul is mine
And then your soul is mine
Don't forget who drives you onward
And don't forget who promises freedom in
This world of many enemies and
Have I forgotten myself?
Have I forgotten your gift? Of madness
Don't forget who gave you purpose
And don't forget who's watching over you
And we'll always be here my face
Will be the last thing you contemplate
Before I eviscirate your defenseless body
Like a sheep on a hook
And then your soul is mine
And then your soul is mine
Don't forget who gave you purpose
And don't forget who watches you succeed in
This world of many enemies and
Have I forgotten my self?
Have I forgotten your gift? Of madness
Always be here always be here
Writer(s): JOHN BEESEMYER-MONKMAN, CHRISTOPHER HANSON
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
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