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The//Watcher

Album cover art for "The//Watcher" by Lorna Shore

Lorna Shore - Rock, In English

The//Watcher

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February 17, 2017.

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Betwixt the light and shadow Granted power of the deceased Life cannot continue if I do not permit it so Scurry, scurry, little creatures Have you no vigor or spine? No matter or worry, in the end, all life is mine Master of all, bending all to my will Whether it flesh or a soul, in time I will own What do you envy, what lust do you hold? Enfold unto the darkness An unconquerable appetite for thine souls And when time makes its choice to stop Just know I'll be waiting no sign of emotion No tear, not a drop Souls wander in the River of Styx Corpses buried in shallow graves Unworthy pieces of shit Torn between dimensions, I am energy, I am God Reaper of the fallen and forgotten The unveiling of life's facade Betwixt the light and shadow Granted power of the deceased Life cannot continue if I do not permit it so Scurry, scurry, little creatures Have you no vigor or spine? No matter or worry, in the end, all life is mine Betwixt the light and shadow Granted power of the deceased Life cannot continue if I do not permit it so Scurry, scurry, little creatures Have you no vigor or spine? No matter or worry, in the end, all life is mine All life is mine Torn between dimensions, I am energy, I am God Reaper of the fallen and forgotten The unveiling of life's facade Betwixt the light and shadow Granted power of the deceased Life cannot continue if I do not permit it so Scurry, scurry, little creatures Have you no vigor or spine? No matter or worry, in the end, all life is mine Betwixt the light and shadow Granted power of the deceased Life cannot continue if I do not permit it so Scurry, scurry, little creatures Have you no vigor or spine? No matter or worry, in the end, all life is mine Master of all, bending all to my will Whether it flesh or a soul, in time I will own What do you envy, what lust do you hold? Enfold unto the darkness An unconquerable appetite for thine souls And when time makes its choice to stop Just know I'll be waiting no sign of emotion No tear, not a drop Souls wander in the River of Styx Corpses buried in shallow graves Unworthy pieces of shit

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