Due to the lateness of the hour
He is passing away like a flower
His beauty is fading away from him
Time is dissecting him limb by limb
His mind is traveling to a distant land
Tangled in insanity, he's not the same man
His eyes are peacefully closing
His body is slowly decomposing
They rob his grave of his bones
In death, they won't leave him alone
I look at him, and I can clearly see
I now know what is to become of me
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