Living To Die
Life is a countdown
And the Devil's waiting for you,
Time is short and running out
Life is Darkness
Some shine brightly
While others die out
A few are remembered,
And others are forgotten
'Cause nothing is constant on this earth,
And you die Moments after birth
These Moments are to cherish,
But you'll not get everything you wish,
'Cause the earth's not your aim
And Death is the name of the Game.
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