The Collector

Collecting all your pieces
The fourteen parts of you
I seek, I find
And take, collector
I'm a part of all existence

Through you, I've seen a God to suffer
My search revolves around his tomb
Revolting aggression
His body parts were scattered
Curse his enemy
The snake with no mercy
The backstabbing thief

Among the dead I see you
Osiris, strangely new
One gain, one loss
Inside a tree, your covered grave

A king surrounded by decay
Deformed, bеtrayed
I'm searching for the piеces
The fourteen parts of you
Observing, perceiving
Reforming, collector

Collector
I'm searching for your pieces
The scattered parts of you
Perceiver, retriever
A strange kind of spider is waving a web

So if I mend your pieces
Can I become like you?
A God men believe in
And worship, collector

Collecting all your pieces
The fourteen parts of you
I seek, I find
And take, collector
So if I mend your pieces
Can I become like you?
A God men believe in
And worship, collector