Party of Death
I see the light, the music of night,Lift the weight and I'll take flight.
Your mother's there holding the door,
Time is precious, I have no more.
The balloons have been blown, confetti in the air
Son, they are having a party for me there.
Death has come, battles last so long,
I must go, I can't hold on.
Son be strong and don't fret or scare
Balloons are blown, confetti in the air.
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