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When the wings — of death are spread

When a mask of death — are on the face

You can feel — the fear in the air

You can see — the panic begins

Hear the neigh — of swiftest howes

Hear the sound of kings — of fines breed

Watch this plain — your last place

Watch the spears — pointing to your head

Scream and crying

Of adult man

Late for regrets

Embrace the pain