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When death arrives by Beri Berry It arrived on Christmas nite When I was sleeping right ? In the warm of my bed Then my mobile rang ... You were but a child, It did not spare you You were a sweet young man Shy smile Gentle voice It seized you and destroyed us. Death o death Ruthlessness and viciousness you are Sparing you did not Caring you did not Death o death Jesus said : O death where is thy sting.... |