Ohh… life is slowly coming to an end.
And look! It’s a bird!
Flying over above us all,
Watching as the people come here and there,
And look! There’s death!
She’s pointing on another man,
Watching him and killing him with her eyes,
Slowly, deadly, softly…
Bang, bang, your dead!
Sniff, sniff, your dead,
Cry, cry, you won’t be here any more,
Bye, bye, see you on the heavens shore.
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