| My flesh is warm, my eyes are white
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| A thousand ropes, a thousand knives
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| If you fear death, die now!
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| Having died once
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| You won’t have to die again
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| Dense is my turmoil here
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| Where the cowards were brave
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| The crows enthralled by pleasures
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| The whispers of the Yurei
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| Rattle my senses and let it
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| Slithered away, into the Jukai
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| A black sea made of trees
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| Downward the mouth of the earth
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| The innocent was caught
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| His sanity escaped between the barks
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| My skin is cold, my eyes are white
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| A thousand ropes, a thousand pills
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| If you fear death, die now!
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| Having died once
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| You won’t have to die again
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| Bury my body when it is found
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| Beneath a white stone
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| Or upon the brasiers of old
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| And give thy last breath unto the whole
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| Thy last breath unto the whole
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| And my skin is cold, my eyes are white
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| A thousand ropes, a thousand guns
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| If you fear death, die now!
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| Having died once
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| You won’t have to die again |