
Location: Asansol, India
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He’s there, right there, he’s not gone,
The man with a bloody axe, yes he won,
Am tired of the fight, I drag myself,
He pushes me into the black well and drags me to hell……
He’s there, right there, he did smile,
The man with a black hand, to show his guile,
Am sick of his shadow and his this smell,
He pushes me into the black well and drags me to hell…..
He’s here; right here, his bloodshot eyes,
The man with the black coat, who lives on my lies,
Am weary of this darkness, I pick up myself,
He pushes me into the black well and drags me to hell……
He’s here; right here, his fiercely gait,
Am the one responsible for my very own state,
Am lost in this tunnel, scary tunnel,
He pushes me into the black well and drags me to hell….
The man in the bloody axe, black coat, Black Hand, filthy mouth, I can clearly see,
The man with the long hat, thin face, silver ring, long hair, is no one but me,
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