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Death, 'tis a melancholy day
To those who have no God,
When the poor soul is forced away
To seek her last abode.

In vain to heav'n she lifts her eyes,
For guilt a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies
To darkness, fire and pain.

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from Ever​-​Crushed At Pecket's Well, released April 14, 2014

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