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blood drips from your eye
there there no need to cry
a stary sky lights up your head
oh dear you are dead

my soul will crush my very heart
will volently rip my body apart
but no tears come to my eyes
slowly my thoughts will start to rise
in my head i know one true lie
its not the sun that owns the moonlight sky

slowly the blood drips form my head
slowly i realise im dead
clouds surrond me swirling around my feet
stars fly but never meet
i raise my hand and reach for the sky

this nightmare begins when you die