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Drink and be merry, for tomorrow we may die |
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It's better to laugh than it is to cry |
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My cup runneth over with blood and not wine |
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The last was the flood, it's fire this time |
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I took a walk on the beach, no sand dunes just oil |
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Dead gulls and dead fish were trod underfoot |
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The sky was tinted with yellow and black |
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And the air smelt like |
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Dachou today |
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The fields were littered with the dying and dead |
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Nothing grows here but decay! |
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The village bell tolls, a priest vomits blood |
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Another life's wasted away |
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Down in the square, the party goes on |
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The doomed sit down to their last feast |
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They gorge themselves on the recently deceased |
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The heat of the day, the foul smell of decay |
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As they wait:. |
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For the inferno to be |
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UNLEASHED! |
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So drink and be merry for tomorrow we may die |
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It's better to laugh than it is to cry |
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Live for life's sake, don't let life pass you by |
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There's more worth living for than meets the eye |
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So drink and be merry for tomorrow we may die! |