A loved one dies, you witness the funeral, the grave
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But you have the past, the memories go beyond
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The time has come, the loss of a dear soul to death
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The end of a life, the start of what's beyond
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With time you'll forget this passing of a friend
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And when all is done, it's hard to just go on
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But wait fragile fol, there's something awaiting
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A wish for a soul
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Can this all be? Can the dead reek of life
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A second time around?
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So you sit and you wonder how will it happen?
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And can yuo believe
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For what has been done, some sort of magic,
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some sort of rite?
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Can they return, is this the end? Is death the final world?
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Asleep with your dreams, as the terror surrounds
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To take you from all peace
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The tension increases, for soon you must know
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As you shed from your mind
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A shriek seals the horror, as you awake from your world
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To see an old morbid friend
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You're frightened and panic, turning away
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Into a dark eerie night
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And all will feel loss, the distance between, within our time
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We all witness life, we all witness death
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The memories are yours, the casket is theirs,
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For all of man, there is a gift
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But still there is no end, we go on and on
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But time shall ease the pain, the pain of all dying man
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And still that torment goes on
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To hunt and stalk this morbid prey
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For death eternally awaits
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Is this the final living dream?
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The torture of this reborn fiend?
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No more reproduction!!! Stop the reproduction!!!
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To destroy this awful beasts remains
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With fire, I feed it to the flames
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The corpse is laughing and burning,
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Its mind is shrunken and torn,
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My life revolves around the heartbeat
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Of its dark and everlasting pain
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A reproduction of tragedy!!!
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A Reproduction Of Tragedy
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Deceased |