The deathly shadows waved as they flashed through
My headlights on their way to another steal
Another day ??
Another time maybe I thought ?
But turn me cold they did to form
Shivers so sharp my deadened eyes
Rasped against their brittleness
I hate the midnight call

This lack of rest was winning to my
Thoughts of a day all mine
Another call to the front
A sound ****** on my echoes around
The quiet room called home

For I am the collector and your soul
Is in my seek
My journey is to help you fight them
For they steal all your promises  
They eat at your want and relish at
Your need

Allow me to protect you till you move
Till the change is complete
Into your fade of this cold place  
Till you brave the land I know
Take my hand
Let me explain ....life