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Death
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Sparing none,
It spread far and wide,
Embracing its victims with a death's grip.
he's coming,
the wind whistled in.
less then some everyday,
I try and try to go away.
sparing none,
it spread far and wide.
Embracing its victims with a death's grip.
he coming,
the wind whistled in.
nowhere to run,
or to hide.
hello death,
goodbye.
Sparing none,
It spread far and wide,
Embracing its victims with a death's grip.
he's coming,
the wind whistled in.
less then some everyday,
I try and try to go away.
sparing none,
it spread far and wide.
Embracing its victims with a death's grip.
he coming,
the wind whistled in.
nowhere to run,
or to hide.
hello death,
goodbye.
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