Sand

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The beach

Innocence of children at play

Alive for the moment

But not to stay

For the sunburns and blisters

Will burn them away

Death will not find me

As the nooses are cinching

Gods wrath unrelenting

Fevers and grieving

Broke free from the gallows

Broken hearts still unmending

But death will not find me

As the nooses are cinching

Ungodly sands

Oh let me leave here

To a paradise free of this anguish and fear

And say not to me

I love you my dear

Broken hearts unmending

As the nooses are cinching

For mine is the folly

Yours is the wrath

Mine the over-

Grown unbeaten path

Yours is the paved and straight

The wheat and the chaff

Gods wrath unrelenting

As the nooses are cinching

Broken hearts unmending

As the nooses are cinching

Take me from here

This land of the damned

This place that is weary

This land filled with sand

And save me, this wretch,

This aged, withered man

Gods wrath unrelenting

As the nooses are cinching

Broken hearts unmending

As the nooses are cinching

Death will not find me

As the nooses are cinching

Gods wrath unrelenting

As the nooses are cinching

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