Final Song

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Bring out the dead when the plague has gone

Toll the bell for the silent one

Kicking the dark that has done no wrong

Spitting the words to the final song

Break all the bones of the dying man

Drink the blood from the poison can

Singing in the dark when the crowd has gone

The empty words of the final song

Burn the pins and the voodoo doll

Dripping lies and vitriol

Cursing the years that you stayed too long

Singing the words of the final song

At night when everything is quiet

The old house seems to breathe a sigh

Lonely house

Lonely me