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The time when thy heart’d beat no longer
When thy soul’d be shaken by thunder
Of the innocent hands of the Death
Coming to take hold of thy breath
What thou can do but the End to face
And lie happily in the Death’s embrace?
Your body awaits the fire and lashes
You’ll be crushed to earth and be burnt to ashes
No more laughs and no more grins
What else to eat but fruits of sins?
Thy boasted grandeur shall turn into dust
All thy powers and all thy lust
Everyone you gulled, everyone you fooled
Will all be with you, by the fire cooled!
Then the Lord shall rise, and the Love shall reign
And then thou shall see all you did in vain
Nothing remains then but to sigh and moan
How would it feel then? To taste Death alone!

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