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Yes, I know, it's a word we all hate.
But you know, it's our final, last fate.
To go back to the Creator, yeah, that's right.
This is the price for living, it's the end of the night.

Brothers, fathers, sisters, mothers,
They all have to go.
Aunt's uncles, cousins, lovers,
It's the end of their show.

It's hard, I know, and we all wanna cry.
And believe me, I'm not looking forward to die.
So live for today, do what you wanna do.
And you can be sure someone will always remember you.