Jacob Kell

[Hook]
They call me Jacob Kell
And in '45 I took the lives of 35
With no remains no one lived to tell
When a legend dies you lose a bit of yourself
And all those against us shall quickly perish
I'm friends with death and he's got a message
A loss of love carried on my shoulder
Gone's the world you'll mourn over

[1st Verse]
Many a time I'm wondering what went wrong
I suffer from so many problems
Started somewhere near the childhood that I "endured"
Should've replaced that verb with the word "enjoyed"
They always told my mother that he wasn't like the other boys
Learned a lesson early on but maybe Neitzsche said it best
Don't gaze into the void too long
Llest it begin to gaze inside yourself
Never could settle for better
Whenever the competition rose to challenge
Lonely withdrawn and writing
Analyzing lyrics like a madman
Just want to better myself
Let me be and move on
I got a lot to do and read and don't want to be bothered
Collecting thoughts as my Father
I wasn't brought up but God there
Asmodeus present caught in crossfire
I lowered my defenses looked up listened to what he had said
Impressionable disappearing feelings like it's magic
Numb to the world comfortable with my surroundings
Time to cleanse and wash away the blood from off my hands come clean
Made the irreversible decision to begin the finish
Grand finale final act to recreate my vision
Let me take you to the nest
The empty space where more than beauty resides
The place in my mind reality and art can co-exist
It's a little dark but your eyes will adjust
It's natural to allow your dreams to rise to come to life
And manifest because the light is brighter shadows getting bigger
Time is shorter and I'm waiting for the end here

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[2nd Verse]
Wandered for days
Lost thoughts in a haze
Just simply wanted to get away
He took the whole world with him
Art in terror he made
Author of death he became
And when he was gone the real killers vowed
No one'd remember his name
And even so they chose to put him aside ignore him
They weren't ready for him
So the story goes this was the calm before the storm
There was no second warning
Nothing left to invest important
Empty hope in Loren sold him short
And never gave him that performance
So like so many things in life it had to be taken
Any means to make it
Began to believe in the emptiness now once again
An equal trade for everything they did to him
It didn't fit he got too greedy
Caught up in his dreams and ultimately led to his defeat
Thinking to himself that 35 for one life never could amount to
The loss encountered carried on his shoulder
The anguish pain and suffering illusion left for centuries
It was the real killers who got to live in peace
Punishment felt to him like nothing
It wasn't enough the lust for blood was too much disgust
The world had failed him never to gain a love for it again
Because of the people he really didn't begin to live until the end
Imagination left him stranded abandoned until it began to comfort him
And then it was too late fate was past it's due date
Moving doomsday consciousness was "dead" I entered in my true state
Silent legend left no resurrection death instead accepted
Nothing felt but love and love alone had been his deception
Undoing

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