Please help relief my soul!
From burdens and things of old
Freeze help and ease me son!
Of worries and stories untold
My joy i've traded and sold
My life about to fold
I am a victim of misfortune and scold
I'm surrounded by pains and foes
Please help relief my soul!
Freeze help ease me son!
Of worries and stories untold
From burdens and things of old
Flesh i lack all am left with is bone
Stranded i am unable to stand on my own
Lend me a life evil they unleash in my home
On the day of my demise none to cry on my tomb
Please help relief my soul!
Freeze help ease me son!
Of worries and stories untold
From burdens and things of old.
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