Collector

Her beauty confuses me
I couldn’t follow all
Her moods sometimes
She is my secret guest
I used to have daydrems about her
But I can’t ever get to know her
(in the ordinary way)
Miney let’s you do whatever you want
Collector
Self Rejector
Anti-Life, Anti-Art, Anti-Everything
Collector
THe lonely wolf
Why do you take all life out of life?
Time in prison is endless time
There was a silence I spoke
As plain as words
Away from night
From what I want to be
Awoke and found myself
Alone in this crypt
Your love is desperately
Have you ever had before a living beauty
You’ve ended — you don’t even share it
All alone you are and all alone you die
I won’t give in — Your love is just a lie
You’ve pinned me in this little room
I shan’t struggle — is it day or night
Trapped in this crypt
Alive in the way that death is alive
Having her was enough — nothing needed doing
I’m waiting for you to do something
All these people searching
And we knowing the answer
Why do you kill all the beauty?
And I knew more and more
I couldn’t let her go
And noblesse oblige all over again
Choose the common life
Coose to be alive
You’re so without mercy