Believe me:
Days gone by
An hour will be in
You will lose everything
That you ever have
The wind from Heaven will destroy your hope
Cold Night that coming in will take your saint love
And light of sunny days will kill your sacred dreams
Stay in the ground, don’t ever rise again
Better be the food for worms
Than ever try to live again
Or if you decide to choosing life
Prepare yourself for pray for death
Be ready to pray for the end of another day
Live even for the thousand years
Know that in the end
You will be pray for it
Pray for end!
Pray for end
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