| From the first breath when a man is born
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| He’s destined to follow the path from before
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| The only truth that applies to all life
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| Without exceptions no one survives
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| Life as you know it will then fade away
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| Leading you fast to a final decay
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| Harsh and relentless the years pass you by
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| Like seasons are changing you wither and die
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| Somewhere far away you hear him coming
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| And you know your time is up
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| When death comes knocking on your door
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| All through life’s phases you struggle to find
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| A purpose, a meaning it all seems entwined
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| Forever leaving the loved ones behind
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| A faded memory still in your mind
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| Somewhere far away you hear him coming
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| And you know your time is up
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| When the reaper is calling
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| Somewhere far away you hear him coming
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| And you know your time is up
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| When death comes knocking on your door |