A Land of No Return
At the mention of death
everyone freezes
And so draw in their last breath
Lay very still in your coffin
with faces looming
don't worry; its common
high over their heads you are,
they're chanting something,
I'm not headed to a car.
This roads kinda bumpy
you open your mouth
my voice sounds raspy,
I'm being dragged like a doll
they're lowering me
ahh, I've finally reached my goal...
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