Do you have a fear of Death? Afraid of what's beyond?
The Horror of the Grave! What will be when you are gone?
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ALL your money ALL your gold, with you they will not go
And where oh where is this? The place of never ending Woe
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One more day one more hour, very little time remains
The Demons come for you, they'll carry you away in chains
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The links are all red hot, you'll scream and yell and cry
Through burning coals and broken glass, they'll drag you while you fry
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Scourges they have made for you, barbed wire they did use
Turns they'll take in flogging you, and around your neck a noose
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This is what awaits, pretend it isn't so
Go ahead and live a LIE, to Hell you're surely go