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Lazarus...

Eleven five, ninety-four,

six thirty, morning:

Woke up panicked, sweating,

with a mouth full of vomit.

No idea what could be wrong,

blew it off as this illness was common.

Went back to sleep, then the phone rings,

fell to the ground as the news was haunting.

Haunting...

Lazarus!

Lazarus ended his life,

ungodly sacrifice.

Lazarus!

Lazarus,

no reason why.

Eleven eight, ninety-four,

six thirty evening:

The first time we're seeing

Lazarus unconscious.

Dressed in the clothes he loved,

laid out with all of his favorites.

The tears of so many friends,

looked around and this view was haunting.

Haunting...

Lazarus!

Lazarus ended his life,

ungodly sacrifice.

Lazarus!

Lazarus,

no reason why.

Never had an explanation,

never had a chance to thank him,

never had a chance to

watch Lazarus rise.

Never had a chance to thank him,

never had an explanation,

never had a chance to say goodbye.

Lazarus!

Lazarus ended his life,

ungodly sacrifice.

Lazarus!

Lazarus,

no reason why.

Never had a chance

to say goodbye.

Lazarus never had a chance!

Lazarus never had a chance

to say goodbye!