free of charge? The price for that is Your (brain-washed) soul to god. Millions of christians: Stupidity begets stupidity. Final result for this thing: Is the death
this cold world Waiting to step into the beyond Letting oneself to drain of life Soon the voices will go quiet and the air will go cold Death is what
of the window Everything is disconsolate, grey Nothing to heal my wounds today Still I think of moments past Recall the dead and the living So many death
spirit And rid of this form of clay Death who sets all free Hath paid my ransom and thro' the gloom he'll see my shadow Hear my voice upon the breeze Life to death
