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Scars on your body from the fights you fought

When you stood alone with your back against the wall

Sadness is remaining from the wounds you suffered

In the times you thought you could take on all

Our live is just an endless fight

No matter who wins The River takes us all

The waters engulf our souls with cold embrace

One last breath and The River takes us home

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Ain't no use to cry my friend

Live is born and live will end

As the old one dies, the baby lives

The River takes and The River gives

Clothes and faces, scars and other traces

The deeper they sink the less is shown to me

More and more they turn to faceless shapes

They can not tell the things their dead eyes see

Rich men, poor men, old men, young men

Kings and heroes, beggars and the fools

See them sinking as I watch The River

Slowly going down obeying life's last rule