Death

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Death will come for you

Are you ready?

If you're not

Then keep steady

Death will rock your world

Even if you're prepared

I gotta give it to you

No one ever positivly fared

Are you sure you want to?

Not my business

I know

Such a shame to waste such prettiness

Fine, I accept your offer

Your soul is now mine

Give it to me

You to myself i must bind

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