Wiegedood
onder gaan
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Lit the halo and mount the nimbus.
Fall by the land of plenty.
Life abide,
Death receive.
Ascend the chariot.
Float trough the ceiling.
Bearer of scythe come.
Come forward, eternal thief.
To oblivion consigned.
Your being, sanctified.
In the hollow of your hands,
You have carried mine.
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