| Death and life in this world
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| It’s not the romatic thing
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| Living now for just to die
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| And after death there’s a life
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| Wishes and hopes for immortal life
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| But none can see the truth in sight
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| Failed to live in promise land
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| Mind and body to live apart?
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| Cry now for the end
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| While you’re lying on your bed
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| With angels upon your head
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| And demons to eat your flesh
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| Crying out the fear within
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| Believe it you not live a dream
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| No more gospels from above
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| Telling what’s right or wrong
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| Join the life my friend
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| Living with us till the end
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| «Fallen angels» as they say
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| Is to live your own way
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| Live your life as a bird, away from the rest
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| Apart from those who are crying
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| Begging to survive
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| Proudly remain the same, even when
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| You’re near the end
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| You don’t have to cry, to go to paradise |