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När man inte vågar göra annat, så skriver man
Holding hands with my only friend
Always waiting for what is I
He will stand by me to the end
When all of you, say goodbye
He stands by my bed, late at night
While Im shedding my skin
When he claims, i will not fight
Frail and hollow within
Laughs in the face of pride
Violently stabbing hate
With him I will take my final ride
While he weighs my fate
David Alesö (c)
Bilden heter: When Death Comes
Always waiting for what is I
He will stand by me to the end
When all of you, say goodbye
He stands by my bed, late at night
While Im shedding my skin
When he claims, i will not fight
Frail and hollow within
Laughs in the face of pride
Violently stabbing hate
With him I will take my final ride
While he weighs my fate
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