I've a cheating heart
Which cheats death,
And brings me one more breath.
To live one more day,
Before all falls to decay.
Death is the hunter and I, it's prey,
I've only a few more moments to stay.
I can see my end, very cold and clear,
There is nothing more to expect, and nothing to fear.
My time is fast running away,
Let me finish this up and start to pray.
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