Obituary – The end complete

You will soon come with me to die,And find that death is not the end.Who I say, who will, who won`t be freed.Tell me that this is not the end complete.Even as the end`s complete.Finding strenght in one`s defeat.Living in an endless score.Killing me with battled sores.I`m the one that`s sent to kill,Feeling all destructive will.

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