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Men were poring over there loops and whorls
Short of definite judgement
Remains, Reportedly drowned
During the last days awake
Calm fell to sleep
Never to rest in peace
Haunting dream sung by
The choir of the dead
Now the "Angel of Death"
Is at their mercy
Suffering the pain of
Tortured bodies
