The Devil Don’t Collect What He Can’t Break
TitanChord
He watches.
I felt him there behind the smoke,
Counting men the fire took.
Marking names in ash and bone —
Waiting for me to fold.
He leaned close, but didn’t touch,
Said, “Some bend easy… some too much.”
His voice like gravel in a grave —
Soft when he behaves.
He don’t waste his chain
On iron veins.
The Devil don’t collect
What he can’t break.
He don’t claim the ones
Who don’t shake.
He don’t waste his hand
On stubborn stone.
If you’re still standing —
You’re your own.
The Devil don’t collect
What he can’t break.
I’ve seen him drag men by regret,
Seen him smile when they forget.
Seen him whisper sweet release —
Seen him feast.
But when he looked me in the eye,
There wasn’t hunger — there was why.
Like he knew the kind of man
He couldn’t command.
He don’t fear fire.
He fears refusal.
The Devil don’t collect
What he can’t break.
He don’t brand the souls
That won’t take.
He don’t lock the doors
On open ground.
If you don’t kneel —
You don’t get bound.
The Devil don’t collect
What he can’t break.
I ain’t saved.
I ain’t free.
I just don’t belong
To anything.
The Devil don’t collect
What he can’t break.
He don’t hunt wolves
That won’t shake.
He passed me by —
Left me alone.
Some men are fire.
Some are stone.
The Devil don’t collect
What he can’t break.
Timing is estimated — lines are spaced evenly across the track.
The Devil Don’t Collect What He Can’t Break
By TitanChord · Gothic
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Lyrics
He watches.
I felt him there behind the smoke, Counting men the fire took. Marking names in ash and bone — Waiting for me to fold.
He leaned close, but didn’t touch, Said, “Some bend easy… some too much.” His voice like gravel in a grave — Soft when he behaves.
He don’t waste his chain On iron veins.
The Devil don’t collect What he can’t break. He don’t claim the ones Who don’t shake.
He don’t waste his hand On stubborn stone. If you’re still standing — You’re your own.
The Devil don’t collect What he can’t break.
I’ve seen him drag men by regret, Seen him smile when they forget. Seen him whisper sweet release — Seen him feast.
But when he looked me in the eye, There wasn’t hunger — there was why. Like he knew the kind of man He couldn’t command.
He don’t fear fire. He fears refusal.
The Devil don’t collect What he can’t break. He don’t brand the souls That won’t take.
He don’t lock the doors On open ground. If you don’t kneel — You don’t get bound.
The Devil don’t collect What he can’t break.
I ain’t saved. I ain’t free.
I just don’t belong To anything.
The Devil don’t collect What he can’t break. He don’t hunt wolves That won’t shake.
He passed me by — Left me alone. Some men are fire. Some are stone.
The Devil don’t collect What he can’t break.
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Dark gothic Americana with ominous atmosphere. Deep male vocals — slow
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