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Rick Weaver

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The Collector

Verse 1:

I knock upon your window.

Now, will you let me in?

For I have all to offer you

Credit for the wages of sin

All that you desire, all things that make you lust

Only I can afford you them

So our beginning is a must

 

Verse 2:

Relentless am I to weaken

Never will you try to escape

For again and again I appear

My mark upon you to make

Finally another day has fallen

Now the night has reign

And in the moonless, pitch black night

I come to you again

 

Verse 3:

I'm here to take back with me

The beginning of your end

So prepare your departure

And together we shall descend

Hold your pacts with the fallen angel

Signed with liquid bled

I've come to collect you soul

So now your time has fled

Now I the collector have arrived

So let the worldly slip away

For I, the collector, have won

Now your debts will all be paid.

 

Verse 4:

Relentless am I to weaken

I'm the beginning of your end

I've come to collect you soul

And together we shall descend

 

 

 

 

©1977 Music: Rick Weaver, Lyrics: Marlene Turk

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