'death' 'death personified' 'exitentialism'
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Os carros avançam lentamente
sobre o sinal fechado
- como num pesadelo que tive
quando criança -
enquanto atravesso fora da faixa
num contrariamente lento passo
displicente.
I sometimes I wanna die.
I feel like I'm sinking slowly into oblivion.
Morning comes and the troops are to late.
the war is over.
Basking on raggedRocks, amassed with smashed wrecks, theseCreatures, lure ships, thatPass their abandoned cove, withDeadly, beautiful singing
To bask in the light of life
Is to bask in the threat of
Death.
Ominous, foreboding, and
Looming over your
Heart.
But that's okay,
Its all fine,
As long as you are
Always mine.
Wielding his trustedScythe, he storms through this moonless night, saddled uponHis pale skinned stallion, asH spreads death, throughout these lands
Magic is like the stars
Stars are like the sea
Seas are like flowers
Flowers are like cities
Cities are like dogs
Dogs are like humans
I think about death
Frankly, I think about my own death.
I always feared the touch of death's cold hand
But, I hope he says a joke
That he takes my face in his palms and tells me everything is alright
