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Death is someone i know very well
my long-loved acquaintance awaits me in Hell
holding me back from my life up above
dragging me slowly to him out of love
He forces me under and gingerly waits
for me to wake up and face the three fates
they decide I have lived fat too long for Death sought
to instantly kill me without second thought
his slave I became
as I would remain
for Hell is eternal
just as its flame