Everything here is so cold, everything here is so dark.
"I know I can do it Tod Rowney said, picked up another corn out of the bowling bowel - I'm sure that in time her death will be a mystery even for me."
Lowered down in the moistened ground
Into the dark and cold
My heartbeat the only sound
Pain tears my limbs and soul
I scream for mercy
Hear my cries
Oh, Lord don't abandon me
I'm so tired
Grant me the eternal sleep
I tear at the lid I'm suffering
In a cold and nameless grave
If Hell is what awaits me
I feel no fright
ORDBAJSA!
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