all humans must go - one's faster, one's slow
but one thing all know - the dead is coming to us, sometimes
natural die the most - later they live on as ghosts ?
being part of this glory - with your personal story
I will leave this world - lying down on earth
the dead has taken my soul - sorry, there is no control
I have reached this special point - where I creep and have no breath
I'm alone in this world - lying down, down on earth
I will leave this world - lying down on earth
the dead has taken my soul - sorry, there is no control
no control
from this point
I'm dreaming no more, I'm breathing no more
from this point
I'm creeping no more, I'm dying no more
I will leave this world - lying down on earth
the dead has taken my soul - sorry, there is no control
no control
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