The Boy Is Dead by Hemina
Solo: Eltakchi
He will die
She doesn't know yet
He wants no lies
Have not a friend
More than that which I deserve?
I was defied
Woken from my celestial bed
I was a martyr inside my head
Banish me to here!
He will die
She doesn't know
What he'll become
It's quiet, it's easy
If you don't believe
And you won't, trust me
Pious, servant, so sure you
Banished me to here
Know my tale
My scripture, my war
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