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It will only be a while now

Rest, I will protect you

Until I must let you go



Time is such a factor now

Space, must I run out of room

Until I must let you know



The world doth end

You must die, again

Rest, I will be your knife

I will end your life

I will be your sacrifice



The earth doth decompose

You must look away, explode

Rest, I will remove your clothes

I will be your suffocation, I will watch you choke

I will bury you close to home



The days must come to an end

In the water, I will be your stone

In the ice, I will be the cold

Rest, I will be your bullet and your note

I will be your knife

I will end your life

I will see your sacrifice