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Look around. What? You see?
Mind was ruined, battle sings
Stare into open flame
That can make you all the same

Breath, breath,
Scythe, scythe
Fatal scythe is on its way
Bloody dance for you to slay

Slightly whisper - don't you hear?
What is this? What it's appear?
You've no arms, just bleeding stumps
This for you the slayer comes.

Breath, breath,
Scythe, scythe
Fatal scythe is on its way
Bloody dance for you to slay

Fatal scythe in his black cloak
And red eyes are like the clock
That will tick away prey's time
For once more defiling crime

How you can escape this deep?
Not a hope that you're asleep
This is not a riding-hag
And your head's in body bag

Breath, breath,
Scythe, scythe
Fatal scythe is on its way
Bloody dance for you to slay

Breath, breath,
Scythe, scythe
Fatal scythe is on its way
Bloody dance for you to slay

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