The thought of death, befalls my breath, will it come quickly? Possessed by morbidity
The end is on my mind, the reaper follows close behind, he approaches rapidly, possessed by morbidity
I approach my day of wake, scorched by the fiery lake, Hell awaits patiently, possessed by morbidity
The grip of Hell is close, welcomed by unholy hosts, surrounded by black lucidity, possessed by morbidity
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