AxeWound - Collide Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: Collide by AxeWound at LyricsKeeper.com.
Collide
| Collide Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For Collide By AxeWound?
I feel the presence
Cold breath upon my skin A tortured soul That cries and begs for me To let it in It’s in the shadows I can feel you in my bones Just manifest yourself And show to me I'm not alone Yes it’s me in the shadows It will be on your grave I want to feast on your spirit I want to make you my slave Cast you away Leave me alone Here I will stay For the rest of eternity When these two worlds collide There’s nothing left behind Cast you away Leave me alone Here I will stay For the rest of eternity When our two worlds collide There’s nothing left behind. I hear the whisper This future just wont subside This fight I wont give in My minds become a battlefield Yes it’s me in the shadows This will be on your grave My only goal is to kill you I'm gonna make you my slave Cast you away Leave me alone Here I will stay For the rest of eternity When these two worlds collide There’s nothing left behind Cast you away Leave me alone Here I will stay For the rest of eternity When our two worlds collide There’s nothing left behind. When our two worlds collide There’s nothing left behind. No I wont go I wont go I wont leave No I wont go I wont leave You cant get rid of me No I wont go I wont go I wont leave No I wont go You cant get rid of me Cast you away Leave me alone Here I will stay For the rest of eternity When these two worlds collide There’s nothing left behind Cast you away Leave me alone Here I will stay For the rest of eternity When our two worlds collide There’s nothing left behind. |
Who Wrote Collide By AxeWound?
Matthew Tuck, Jason Stuart Bowld, Liam Joseph Cormier
|
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Natascia Diaz: Old Folks The old folks don't talk much…
- Jon Bryant: Evening Sun All the colors of the evening sun…
- Afro-Blues Quintet + 1: Shop Around When I became of age my mother called me to her side…
- John Brown's Body: Over the River Time stains like red wine…
- Daniel Boone: Beautiful Sunday Sunday morning, up with the lark…