Claimed by The Death Train

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Gone are the years

Of your life

Claimed by the dark

Of old age

And we drown in tears

Gone is the beauty

Of your youth

Claimed by the dark

Of the death train

Used as fuel for eternity

Gone is the wit

Of your mind

Aged by fear

Of the unknown

To send your mind to the pit

Gone is the strength

Of your soul

Claimed by rot

And decay

And so rots the soul

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