Well, I bought Death with some candy and a cane,
and he wrapped me in swaddling clothes and gave me a new name.
Then the waters above came crashing down,
and the birds didn't sing, but made a lot of sound
and the axis turned, and the world went 'round
til the sky bled, and God said,
"let your will be done"
Let it come.
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