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Catacombs

Webs of the fallen Welcome me To these stone halls Where the dead walk free The path below my step So creek Alert the dead To make groans weak I see my father Laid dead and bare I’d shed a tear But no soul would care I see my mother Down proud and strong Never I cry But I will play her song I see a daughter A girl I once knew Her car crashed on the ice And with her I flew I see a son A mind beyond its age Loved him as a brother Ending cancer took him that day This murk, these catacombs All death is but a lie Amongst these decaying hearts Their loving memories reside Finally death is here To send me on my way If I only a question to give Is the world okay? Death lightly said to me The world is weary and proud Its souls are full of dread And are covered in my shroud But surprised I am still Your hope is all around It is larger than my will And muffles my every sound You have lived a life so long But welcome to my land I’m sorry if this welcomes wrong We have many a man Now I walk so willingly From this world to the next But happy I am still to see My love for life was yearly met

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