Lyrics
I come when the candles begin to drown,
When the room goes still and the veil comes down.
You feel my breath before you see my face,
A hand in the dark, a final embrace.
Don’t waste your fear, don’t beg me to stay,
I was born to carry the lost away.
One touch beneath your trembling spine—
Come quietly, darling. Your soul is mine.
I’m the soul collector, dressed in black,
Once you cross over, there’s no turning back.
I’ll take your fear, your final breath,
Make you fall in love with death.
Don’t fight my hands, don’t close your eyes,
I know the road beyond the light.
When your old world fades from view,
I’ll be the last thing touching you.
You call me cruel, but you lean in close,
Like your body already knows the ghost.
My mouth at your ear, my voice down low,
Telling you softly it’s time to go.
I don’t steal souls—I set them free,
But you might enjoy surrendering to me.
The door is open, the night is whole,
Come take my hand and give me your soul.
I’m the soul collector, dressed in black,
Once you cross over, there’s no turning back.
I’ll take your fear, your final breath,
Make you fall in love with death.
Don’t fight my hands, don’t close your eyes,
I know the road beyond the light.
When your old world fades from view,
I’ll be the last thing touching you.
Details
GeneratedJul 12, 2026
Duration3:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
Deep male vocals, dark gothic rock, slow ritual drums, heavy bass, seductive, ominous, cinematic choir.
Credits
Prompt byPunkShadow467
ModelAria v5.5
