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Raise or bury the corpse within

Praise or curse the soul

Blood is found on your head for the quick and the dead

In your mind you are wise

In your eyes prudence lies

Judgments found on your head, you're as good as dead.

Woe to you I can tell you, you'll surely die

Cast one of these astray and you're as good as dead

In the sea casted, you'll die with a millstone around your neck

Woe to thee fire burns deep, heed your call or you'll fall