Death likened to a sweetest escape Encompasses me about. The suffering Of the weary and weak at heart is Finally to be rectified. To know no More another daybreak, and to die As death passes slowly over me, Sufficient enough is life's debt Repaid.
A blackened tomb ere my lady waits, Never to feel lights warmth again. She calls ever silent and in love Do i go, to face cold death for in Death lies my love.
A blackened tomb ere my lady waits, Never to feel lights warmth again. She calls ever silent and in love Do i go, to face cold death for in Death lies my love.



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