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The tail upon the broken glass
          darkness surrounds a haunted soul
    An eclipse rents the stolen mans home
           trauma engulfs the woodpile homes
                           webs coat the wooden pine wood
                           crawlers inhabit the deserted home

     the tale of death screams on the door
            dark walls with illusions of fear
     silhouettes is seen by the corridors
             the old man warns with just a whisper
                           death defines the fire hazed home
                           tragic event left all inside ablaze

      Morning rays blister upon the windows
              meals are hot meat served on wood
      the day he dares not to remember
               heart almost platinum gem encrusted
                            he seeks no time to get counsel
                            but seeks reprieve instilling fear

       He sits and stares into the sun set
               pipe on his lip as he sings a tune
       Woodpile is sorry for his loss and family
                he sheds no tear and covers no tear
                              he burns inside Mr Old man Jonah
                              History of woodpile family fire

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