In the Grave
In the grave,
no one have been there,
Still living on eath.
The word sound new when I heard it
Be prepared,
Even if you don't want to be there.
I dream, you dream,
It is from dream it will appear
Snoring like a goat,
All what u will notice,
is your body will is nothing.
Still thinking is a normal things
The grave is more than a cell,
You can't stand or sit to sell
Stop doing bad,
Be close to God that does not bath
Those ants are waiting,
for your body to be perich.
I always want the body to be cherish
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