One by one we all will die
Collapsing under this cold dark sky
The souls of the people, up they will rise
Broken over evil, and greed, and lies
Down to the ground, our bodies will melt
Down to the ground, upon which we once knelt
The hard-packed dirt, brown and cracked
The deep cool recesses, where sunlight is lacked
The memories we've had, will disappear like light
That is overpowered, by the dark that holds tight
The goals that we had, now they are pointless
Dancing away, they'll merrily taunt us
What used to matter, won't anymore
Instead they will be, just a simple bore
And things we once needed, are useless by now
Because what we want for, we'll get with a bow
The king of the deceased, will welcome us soon
To all kinds of sickness, we will be immune
Most of our loved ones, lying beside
Will meet us again, because we all died
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