Oh, Death How sweet it is to be loved by you
Take my breath and make me new
How good feels your loving caress
now your here I may take my rest
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It comes, it goes, it hits home
in our thoughts, our minds, our dome
In the rich, in the poor, in our air
there is optimisim to the point of dispair
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Darkness falls considering my demise
tricky, crafty, and often wise
to this I am the prize
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Mine eyes gaze upon the heavens bright,
Though it seems as grave as night.
\I felt the warmth of the sun,
still it slips away as a rushing flood.
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I am the worlds greatest
to this there is no contest
in my room or on stage
lyrics like a animal uncaged
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