Slave or Payer Songtext
von Apparatus

Lay before me, pray
That the day still stands before you
Class token clone
Weeding out to search for moral stone
But then who′s to blame
For the strain of plague before you?
And the hound to howl
Will ignore the doubt
With my hands clenched in faith

The price you paid to make it through the day comes true
And as Christ would say "I'm gonna lay my hands on you"


To be the noble slave
You must reward the knave
Another weapon strike you down
Maliciously contain
The savage strain of the weight about your neck
Now you are to blame
Cornered prey, my mouth now waters for you
Sieged upon the depths
As they take your breath
Gladly I′m waiting there

This slave
My payer

When the shadows fade, what marks are left on you?
As your bricks are laid, will the silence comfort you too?
And the price you pay to make it through the day comes true
And as Christ would say "I'm gonna lay my hands on you"