| One question has been torturing me
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| What was the last thought about?
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| In the head shot, in the head hung
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| In the head decapitated
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| In the head suffocated and smashed
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| What was the last thought about?
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| My ship goes down, into the deep
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| I’m all alone, the death is near
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| I’m drowning in this dark cold water
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| I’m not afraid, my mind is clear
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| I see no light, I feel no fear
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| No voice of suffering
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| Only dark blue sea
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| I put coins on my eyes
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| I lay down, I’m waiting for you to come
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| Please take me down
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| I left no letter, no words are needed
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| No one will know, no one will ever know
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| My role of derelict was played with pride
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| The death is here, it is so quite
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| What was the last thought about? |