The Corpse's Song
The corpses below me, they cry
Come to us, go ahead and die
The people around you, they won’t care
They’ll just stand there and just stare
Though the world below is dark
Neither they hate you nor do they bark
Though none are happy and so glad
We never cry we’re never sad
Erase the excitement remove the fuss
Life is just waste, come to us
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