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Life Begets Death

Living proof of what lies ahead Into the darkness of the dead For every breath that one must take Endless lines attending wakes Begin to age at time of birth Evokes the misery without the mirth Generates souls bound for hell Every time another fell Tasting dementia of the vile Seeds the bitter with the bile Dredge the moat around Hell’s gate Equal the sum of all he hates Attach the wires that guide the strife Take the swig of liquid life Hacking the wrists with a knife.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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