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Travelled beyond death |
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The body of the beautiful teen |
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Lay rotten on stone slabs |
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Grey hair covering her skull of sorrow |
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Cold sockets gathering worms |
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Many times unburied |
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The size of her waist, so narrow |
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You will be like this forever |
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A kiss upon your brow |
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No more sex without love |
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They do love you now |
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Even though your body is pale and wan |
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Light revealing the dead skin tone |
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Let her crotch alone |
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Green skin fluttering violently in the wind |
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In a barren, cold, unforgiving nest |
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Let her decay alone |
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After the tortures in the gardens |
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After the agony in stony places |
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The shouting and the crying |
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Now restless corpses trapped in the cave tombs |
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A Lazarus taxon by the name of |
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Orang Pendek |
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Roaming the land-rooms of doom |
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To make mothers mourn |
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Whispering |
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The words children say before they die |
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Low incipient notes murmured with a rich sound |
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Voices that make mothers mourn |
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Mumble low |
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In the gusts of wind |
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Long rotten |
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Grave forgotten |
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Travelled beyond death |
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The body of the beautiful teen |
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For that I can feel |
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That beyond her grave she waits for me |
