Dead.
With the rotting one below.
Live.
Leaving the one who died.
You. Lie. You.
Rotting as one.
Destiny comes.
Dying of this fear.
Death is the one.
Now he has come.
Dying.
The body's crying.
You
With the rotting one below.
Live.
Leaving the one who died.
You. Lie. You.
Rotting as one.
Destiny comes.
Dying of this fear.
Death is the one.
Now he has come.
Dying.
The body's crying.
You
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