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Tenement buildings, decay is in the air. |
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A tangible aura of fear. boarded windows, rats in the walls, |
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Soon all will be cleared. an old lady waits, |
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Among darkened walls, scared of the things that in the shadows crawl. |
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She knows he's come, so many times before, |
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But she won't answer when he knocks at her door. |
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[CHORUS:] |
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Mr. Death - no more pain |
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Mr. Death - no more blame |
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Mr. Death - no more shame, just reach out and take his hand |
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Mr. Death - do not run |
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Mr. Death - it is done |
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Mr. Death - he's the one who'll take you to your promised land |
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Sounds of a scuffle, shots ring the air, a body falls to the ground. |
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Blood flows freely as he cries in the night, for help that will never be found. |
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All confused, why is he here, the pain it grows and so does his fear. |
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Tired of the fight but he can't let it go. |
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He still resists when death lands the final blow. |
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[chorus] |
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What is it about me that makes men fear? |
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Why do they tremble whenever I draw near? |
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Is it the final kiss they know that I must bring or is it the way men die, |
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The pain and the suffering - but you have brought it on yourselves!! - |
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Why do you run when it's your turn to go, it should be easy for you. |
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All those people you laid in their graves, you know just what to do. |
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Mourn their loss, dry their tears, pillar of strength, allaying their fears. |
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Now it's time, take his hand, don't be scared, it's part of the masters plan |