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Memento Mori
Memento mori
Bitter cold was the noght But the coldest of frost was inside Now i see the tears within your eyes For you know on this night you will die
All i think of now is suicide For there is no place to run, no place to hide There is no escaping from my mind In the solitude of death i now confide
You must remember That you will die Like a fallen angel Down from the sky You were so pure Of heart and mind Now you're dead I did not cry
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