| As life goes on, there’s still no answers
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| To why we all must die
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| Why put us here then take away our lives?
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| For when life falls then death will call
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| And it’s time to meet thy maker
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| As day does end and night begins
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| It is written on the wall
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| You can never tell just when
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| The time will come to meet thy maker
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| And you’ll never be quite prepared
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| For what’s waiting for us all
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| It’s a game you must play
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| You can’t win in the end
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| And losing brings the death of your life
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| No way to know just when you’ll go
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| When it’s time to meet thy maker
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| It’ll come down fast and come down hard
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| When the finger points at you
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| There’s just no telling what’s in store
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| When it’s time to meet thy maker
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| And you’ll never be quite prepared
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| For what’s waiting for us all
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| It’s a game you must play
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| You can’t win in the end
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| And losing brings the death of your life
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| For the reaper dressed in black
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| Is watching what you do
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| As the hands of death are
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| Reaching from the grave
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| So meet thy maker! |
| The one in black
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| Meet thy maker! |
| There’s no turning back
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| Meet thy maker! |
| It’s your time
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| Meet thy maker! |
| The end of the line is here
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| So death has come, you’ve learned the truth
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| And finally met your maker
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| As you stand alone amongst the dead
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| Remember this old song
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| Forget the stories that you’ve heard
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| I’m the Lord your maker
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| The king of death that is my name
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| And I’m with you till the end
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| Yes, it’s me you will find at the end of the line
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| As I light the fire and feed you to the flames
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| Meet thy maker! |