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by Jake   Mar 11, 2006


My heart is dead
My heart is cold
I'm dead inside

When love embraces
My heart reflects it
Back to the world

I bow before death
Greeting him with open arms
Hoping he'll give me

A sweet release
From this world
Never to come back

I've always wondered
What happens when you die
Does heaven or hell exist?

I will find out first hand
And with my own hand
Whether death is mighty

Death is for me
I shall find
Love, Hope, and Senses

With these i shall
Redeem myself
By staying in the ground

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