DEATH AND ALL HIS FRIENDS
WHISPERS, TEASING, NAGGING AT MY HEART
THE PAIN AND THE SORROW IS A WAY TO START
DISTANT FEELINGS, HAPPINESS SO FAR AWAY
DEATH AND HIS FRIENDS ARE ALL HERE TO STAY
WHY DO I FEEL SO LONLEY, DISTANT FROM ALL THE REST
THIS IS A BURDEN TEARING AT MY CHEST
TEARS OF SORROW WILL STAIN MY CHEEKS ONE DAY
DEATH AND HIS FRIENDS WILL NEVER GO AWAY
THEN, IN THE CORNER OF THE OPEN SKY
IS A BRIGHT NEW HOPE DRYING THE TEARS I CRY
A NEW LIGHT, A WHITE LIGHT ON A CRISP DAY IN MAY
DEATH AND HIS FRIENDS HAVE ALL GONE AWAY
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