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Death.
Guardian of Death,
You came down from Hell
And paid a visit to our village,
You stole my child from my arms,
Lost.
That unfortunate soul,
Snatched away by the demons
Unable to be saved by the angels,
Gone forever as a lost wandering spirit,
Leave.
Turn your back,
Stay away from our village
Never come back with your death scythe,
You claimed his essence, isn't it enough?
Gone.
My son taken
To the abyss of Hell,
Never again to return to his home,
Trapped in a bottomless pit called Death.




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