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Introdução:
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Death be not proud
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Though men may fear you
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And think you great
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When they draw near you
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'Cause you take us down
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We can't escape the fact
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But I've learned by now
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Your rite is just an act
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So lay my bones inside the hearse
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Take me in and do your worst
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But tell me why you choose to boast
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You're just a shadow and a ghost
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I'll breathe again you'll be surprised
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When you're the only one who dies
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Death be not proud
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You'll soon find out
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You're not the end
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You're just the start of me
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Beneath my skin
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Is the real heart of me
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So don't pretend
G#m B B7
That you can keep me locked forever in your grasp
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But you're just a ship
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Sunk on the ocean floor
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Your flag was stripped
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When you hit heaven's shore
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So close your grip
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But the only thing you'll ever hold is dust and ash
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Death be not proud of that
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Dates on a stone
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They're just an alibi
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A simple line
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It can't sum up my life
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Beneath the tears
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The wreaths, the letters, and the roses
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God composes a new life
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As the old one decomposes
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So come on death, I've got your dues
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Take them any way you choose
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And shake the heavens with your smile
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If my bones are worth your while
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But this coffin's just a womb
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Thanks to the cross and empty tomb
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My God will get the final laugh
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Death, here He comes! Your epitaph!
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You're not the end
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You're just the start of me
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Beneath my skin
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Is the real heart of me
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So don't pretend
G#m B B7
That you can keep me locked forever in your grasp
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You're just a ship
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Sunk on the ocean floor
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Your flag was stripped
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When you hit heaven's shore
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So close your grip
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But the only thing you'll ever hold is dust and ash
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Death be not proud!
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You set me free at last!
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Lay down my life
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And find it again
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Dust turns to dust
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But my heart and soul ascend
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God bless the path
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That leads me through life's shallow end
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I lay down my life
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And find it at last
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Dust turns to dust
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But I escape this shipwrecked mast
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God bless the call
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That drowns the voices from my past
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Lay down my life
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And find it anew
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Joy turns to joy
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At the thought of breaking through
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God bless the pain
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That makes me desperate for your view
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Death be not proud
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What are you boasting for?
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Thanks be to God
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Your walls are just an open door
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God bless the place
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Where you can't haunt me anymore
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Death be not proud
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What are you boasting for?
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Thanks be to God
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Your walls are just an open door
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God bless the place
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Where you can't haunt me anymore (Bones are in the hearse - Take me in and do your worst)
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Tell me why you choose to boast
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You're just a shadow and a ghost
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Lay my bones down in the dirt
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Take me in and do your worst
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In the end you'll be surprised
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When you're the only one who dies
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Death be not proud!