As death follows
My whole life turns into a dark shadow
I'm stuck inside a box
there is no lock
my vision is block
I'm racing down the clock
I hear death footstep's near me
I'm not affriad let him come after me
I stand and wait
time is ticking
I'm not even awaken
my bones are not even shaking
because death wants my life taken
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