Ascend
Rise up young one it’s time. The life you lived just died. No more pain so don’t you cry. Glory comes to wipe those eyes. We come to cleanse your soul. Try not to lose control. As we come towards the toll. So be at peace and you’ll be just fine. We seen the life you lived. Time simple we admit. Just know that all was is. As we come whole our soul shell glow. As we march all at ease. All grief’s they come to peace. All spirits therefore see. As we be crowned by the king.
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