| The autumn clouds are caving in And night comes crawling black as sin.
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| Lightning strikes and rain begins,
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| A storm that tears my soul.
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| I toss and twizzle in my bed,
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| My thoughts are spinning in my head.
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| Darkness nears soon I’ll be dead;
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| I’m losing all control.
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| I spent my life in foolish quest
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| For gold and riches I’d contest
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| And now I’m left with just regrets,
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| Too late to change my ways.
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| My life it seems has slipped away,
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| I leave no legacy to praise.
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| Nothing more for me to say:
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| My life has been a waste.
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| When!
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| When time has come for me to leave,
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| When!
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| When judgment’s passed upon my life,
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| When!
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| A cold dark grave awaits for me,
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| Will!
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| Will my name live endlessly?
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| When!
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| When time has come for me to leave,
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| When!
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| When judgment’s passed upon my life,
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| When!
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| A cold dark grave awaits for me,
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| Will!
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| Will my name live endlessly?
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| So I die but won’t be mourned;
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| Broken and alone.
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| I wish that I were never born.
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| So I die and won’t be missed,
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| No rune stone will be raised
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| As my body rots away.
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| Die!
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| All friends and cattle pass away
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| Die!
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| And death will come for every man!
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| Die!
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| But I know one thing never dies;
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| Doom!
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| The sentence passed upon the dead!
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| Now!
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| The time has come for me to leave
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| Now!
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| And judgment’s passed upon my life.
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| Now!
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| I will rest in my dark grave.
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| Will!
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| They speak my name with reverence?
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| My life has been a waste!
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| No rune stone will be raised!
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| So I die, but won’t be mourned!
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| I wish that I were never born!
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| I rest here in my shallow grave!
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| As my body, rots away! |