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Unwanted Invitation

Death come a knockin' on my cellar door Leave me be,go away and don't come back no more I ain't goin' wit' ya,I ain't leavin' here and I don't want ya tryin' ta fill me wit' fear Don't bother callin',don't call me by name Don't expect me ta come play yer damned game I ain't ready fer preachers er no stoppin' clocks I ain't ready fer graveworms er writtin' on rocks I ain't ready ta meet the almighty creator I ain't goin' ta no devil in no damned cremator Ya ain't takin' me anywheres I don't wanna be So yas best be movin' on and stays ta hell aways from me Death come a knockin' on my cellar door and I ain't around no more!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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