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"So Cryeth the Deathbell"

So Cryeth the Deathbell

(Cough, Cough)

By: Clayton

This drop of blood is my death warrant,

  the angel of death draws near,

my mind is a torrent,

  of the things we all fear.

Do you hear? The death bell, it rings,

  it clangs for me,

look what the dark cloud brings,

  eternal heart-ache and pain for thee.

Mine eyelids grow heavy,

  where are you my friend?

I flow past this levee,

  Good-bye.'tis THE END.



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