How are you, my son?
How's it going on?
Is it time to die?
Yes, it is. I bid you goodbye.

See it on my face.
It's the end of days.
If you want a smooth fly,
then we should both get high.

Are you feeling fine?
Did you bend the line?
No worries, my pale friend.
Anyways, it's the end, it's the end.

Come and join with me.
Take a joint and see.
This magic blunt's our ride.
There is no use to hide.

Hear the Eclipse's sound,
Its dark spot and bright ring around.
Let it pull you in,
Cleanse you of your sin.

The sin of life it is.
Pured can be by the Kiss.
The Kiss of Death from sky,
The sky that's up so high

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