THE SONG

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HE SETS A PATH BEFORE MY OWN TWO FEET. AND I KEEP REACHING BUT OUR ARMS DON'T SEEM TO MEET. HE CALLS ME COME TO DIE.

AND WHEN I'M WEAK, HE'S MADE STRONG. AND I CAN'T FOLLOW BUT HE PULLS ME RIGHT ALONG. HE CALLS ME COME TO DIE.

I KEEP TRYING, BUT THEN I FALL. YET HE NEVER GIVES ME UP, HE JUST GIVES HIS ALL. HE CALLS ME COME TO DIE.

I ATE HIS BODY, I DRANK HIS BLOOD. YOU MIGHT THINK THAT'S CRAZY BUT IT REALLY FILLS ME UP. HE CALLS ME COME TO DIE.