The time now demands your death,
Yet you hold on your last breath.
Whilst the air gets fairly heavy,
You've got lost from our levy.
The pain seems like a waterfall.
The water overwhelms your head
The tides make you feel small
You can't help turning dead.
Mysery comes as a frozen shiver.
Your corpse is being borne by a river
Your eyes are closed and you don't move,
since your body got stuck in a groove.
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