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Here I Go

The time is fleeting Together with our withered souls Oh, how tragedy ends us with nothing But an empty casket This wretched life has come to an end Welcoming me to go straight ahead I don't know what it means But my body knew where to go "Come... come here, my children", it said Oh, truly, it's so majestic The sound that's calling me And here I go, feeling jubilant for the first time

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