It's Time To Go
The Dead are rising from grave
It's time to go! they murmurs.
GATE is opened for every guest
But no guest to leave the host.
The ice cold hand on shoulder
Does not any resistance care.
The Dead rising up now utters
It's time to go!It's time to go!
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