death
Come here come here, Let me be lain into your arms, I am a strong maid and nothing can scare, There is nothing I am afraid of, I want to fly up, Higher and higher in the sky, Can you tell me what happens? When someone goes without telling a reason, From this world for ever, Let my soul be departed. For a moment to see some realities, I am closing my eyes to see the miracle, I want to travel in all over the world, In a freedom like a bird, By using these magical words. Oh death, oh death, oh death, Covering myself with black fur, With a mane made of cursing pearls, Let me be a part of those, Sleeping in silence under six feet, They do not talk they don’t meet, A place where is only an entrance but no exit, Only a fog near a tree in obscure night, No passage for a single piece of light, We can feel the darkness but can’t breathe, Let me be under that “six feet” Oh death oh death, Send me that angel, Who can make me sleep? In a lap of separate world, Different from that world. Where I live, Don’t loose you grip over me, You are my destiny, You are an end, I can’t have an escape, Even if I try to run, How can I deny? I know you won’t let me down, So don’t waste more time, Take me with you and let me fly. Higher in the sky, Oh heath, oh death.
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