| Death is present, the candle has burned out
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| The scythe is raised, he’s eager to reap
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| The extreme unction prepares for the last flight
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| But God knows where you will rest
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| Dark are the veils of death
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| To sail the seas of eternal damnation
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| To cross the desert of woe and despair
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| Or drink the chalice of divine ambrosia
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| Your life will be put to the test
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| Dark are the veils of death
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| Enter the great adventure
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| Just wait and see
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| Heaven or hell will call you
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| Now when your spirit is free
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| Where can your salvation be
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| Now when your spirit is free
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| Where can your salvation be
|
| Now when your spirit is free
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| Fading light
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| Disappearing light
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| Tells you darkness is to come
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| Ancient rites
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| The death-mass itself
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| Has never revealed where you will go
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| You will enter realms where angels fear to tread
|
| Open hidden doors within your mind
|
| Sail with Charon sail into destiny
|
| Accept your death and make it to your own choice
|
| Enter the great adventure
|
| Just wait and see
|
| Heaven or hell will call you
|
| Now when your spirit is free
|
| Death is present the candle has burned out
|
| The scythe is raised he’s eager to reap
|
| The extreme unction prepares for the last flight
|
| But God knows where you will rest
|
| Dark are the veils of death
|
| To sail the seas of eternal damnation
|
| To cross the desert of woe and despair
|
| Or drink the chalice of divine ambrosia
|
| Your life will be put to the test
|
| Dark are the veils of death
|
| Where can your salvation be
|
| Now when your spirit is free
|
| Where can your salvation be
|
| Now when your spirit is free
|
| Fading light
|
| Disappearing light
|
| Tells you darkness is to come
|
| Ancient rites
|
| The death-mass itself
|
| Has never revealed where you will go
|
| You will enter realms where angels fear to tread
|
| Open hidden doors within your mind
|
| Sail with Charon sail into destiny
|
| Accept your death and make it to your own choice |