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The cold hands were yours |
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The stiff face was yours |
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But you were not there |
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The eyes were yours, but they were closed |
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And would not open |
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The rays of the distant sun were there |
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The moon on the hills white shoulder |
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The trip of death, into the unknown |
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Silent and numb |
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The human mind, a vast universe |
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Dive into darkness |
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Falling further down in despair |
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The silent watcher of truth |
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You have lost your battle once, the quest of man |
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God given immortality |
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Pain strikes, the horror in their eyes |
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Rigor mortis, the death stiffness |
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The trip of death into the unknown |
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Silent and numb |
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The human mind a vast universe |
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Dive into darkness |
