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Just Above Those Blue Skys
Blue skys
And just above them
The hands
Of death
Always working
Always reaping
Always we fear
Those cold
Bloodless hands
That grasp and tug
Our souls to forever
Blue skys
And just above them
The hands
Of death
Always working
Always reaping
Always we fear
Those cold
Bloodless hands
That grasp and tug
Our souls to forever
Very eerie.
Very eerie.
Starward