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Your Name Now Called
Open the Door
Open the gate
Pray dear child
It's not too late
Darkness consumes
All those too weak
It's up to you
To stop Death's streak
gazing above
From your bed
You see the path
Of which you've led
What more can be done
You've seen your fate
He's called your name
You know the date
Collectors come
To claim your soul
Run as you might
your head shall roll
Standing before
the scythe falls down
blood now pours
Upon the ground
Collapsing down
Your vision fades
For your defiance
He paid you in spades
