《Servitude of Souls》歌词

[00:00:08] Souls are to some

[00:00:15] the key to living

[00:00:17] but these can be severely hidden.

[00:00:23] a cellar so sordid

[00:00:24] home to a doctor born morbid.

[00:00:26] his quest in life

[00:00:28] was to cut out souls with his knife.

[00:00:33] snatched his victims

[00:00:35] after night's fall, random targets

[00:00:39] all humans have a soul

[00:00:40] then one night, out and stalking he saw a glow

[00:00:44] around a lonely walker whom he tracked, jumped and overthrew

[00:00:50] this had to be a special one,

[00:00:56] he tied her up and brought her home.

[00:00:58] dragged downstairs, head bumped the steps, all bruised and swelled

[00:01:03] on the gurney strapped and gagged her screaming yap

[00:01:06] steady breath

[00:01:08] behind the surgical mask no thought

[00:01:12] of giving anesthesia

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[00:01:59] the knife went deep, the shining grew

[00:02:03] her spastic body of pain showed proof

[00:02:06] secret sermon uttered for the soul to stay intact before caught

[00:02:15] she bit off her own tongue

[00:02:31] a jar of glass placed carefully next to the...

[00:02:35] ...open wound she watched her soul slip into it

[00:02:46] closed the lid and smiled as he let her die,

[00:02:48] cold and empty. now came the time to merge with glowing treasure of his

[00:03:06] his dirty glasses reflected his hands as they slowly opened a drawer

[00:03:42] pulled out a vast collection of jars

[00:03:46] they all contained his victims sparks

[00:03:49] the thievish doctor had formed a plan

[00:03:54] through surgery insert them all into his body

[00:03:58] slashed a laceration and poured them in, the dead was lying rotting and wouldn't miss a thing

[00:04:03] servitude of souls, master robbing anima [2x