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The bony hand of death is knocking at my door

It's time for me to leave this God forsaken place

I'll pack my bags and take my trusty gun along

Don't think you'll get another chance to lead me astray

Candle light

Butterflies

Lullabies for my baby

Gentle lies

Evil eyes

Lullabies that betrayed me

There are no heroes left

In this burial place

I will lay with the others

Feeling shame and disgrace

But one of these days

I will rise from my grave

To reclaim and to save

Everything you betrayed

Then I'll see you in hell

See you in hell

On an unmarked grave

There's room for your name