In case your death,
Whose eyes will wet?
Nobody cry,
Noone regret
In case your death,
Don't try reset,
Lie on a floor,
Wait Jesus met
In case your death,
Not a soul bleeds,
Cremate and forget,
Cremate and forget
But all your life
From born to burn
Shine like a knife,
Ring like a horn
In case of death
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