I know your life is declining within you
And you cry as if you're on your death bed
But hold on Genesta
Hold on a little longer
For my sake
You tell me to go retrieve your pendant
Telling me it was stolen by an evil witch
So I leave you be
Pack my belongings
And sail across the ocean
I know I have a long journey ahead of me
But just hold on Genesta
Hold on to your life
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