(the drums were silent
Only echoes remained)
The choir had left the scene
The vulture was now my companion
He said, "gather a host & wage war so i may feast!"
(the drums were beating
Skeletons sang)
So i did and we rejoiced
Choirs grew and wailed in concert
And he said, "glory be to the dead! sing with me!"
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