House burning ashes,
thunder crashes,
your life smashes, into mine.
A gash to the head,
you lay in bed,
i pray that you come out alive.
fate brings us here,
heart-held tear,
you leave no kiss good-bye.
Six feet under,
below the thunder,
they lay your remians to fear.
Now etched in stone,
to lay alone,
until the day i join you here.
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