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von Recount

What do we say to the death? fuck off
What do we say to the death? not today

What do we say to the death?
When he keeps lingering in front of our door?
Are you ready to pass this test?
He waits reaching his fingers for more
Reaching his fingers for more – for mo′


Please spare this life and so he took it
Just another chance but he insists
I'll beg this time but still he took it
Just another soul will be dismissed

I hear him talk to me I hear death′s voice
Croakingly whispering me I got no choice

Shut up shut the fuck up but he insists
Shut up shut the fuck up a soul will be missed

Anger rising fingers twitch grieve is crippling flip the switch

Using words is obsolete so I tend to my gun
In my fury death gets pierced and into hell I plunge