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The woman in black (part 1)
Right in front of me stands
The woman in black.
She said if I agree,
There's no turning back.
Alone on the floor
Is where I sat.
Thinking out my pros an cons,
My rights an wrongs.
If I do this I will be gone.
Would it be wrong?
I looked at her, she looked at me.
Both of us looking, but silently.
She said close your eyes,
Count to three. If you agree,
You can come with me.
I close my eyes, try to think wise.
I begin to count, forget the doubt.
1, 2, 3. . . I agree.
She moves closer to me.
" now youll be free."
Out came the most beautiful things.
Two, big, black wings.
They sway and swing.
Her face, its inches from mine.
I could feel chills running up and down my spine.
" relax everything will be fine."
She kissed my lips.
I feel it, my soul rips.
Life is flashing before my eyes.
Did I just die?
I'm thinking back.
She said no turning back.
Seconds later, everything got dark.
She said there's no turning back,
And i agreed.
Now my soul with rest with eternity greed.
No turning back.
I just gave my life,
To the woman in black.
The woman in black.
She said if I agree,
There's no turning back.
Alone on the floor
Is where I sat.
Thinking out my pros an cons,
My rights an wrongs.
If I do this I will be gone.
Would it be wrong?
I looked at her, she looked at me.
Both of us looking, but silently.
She said close your eyes,
Count to three. If you agree,
You can come with me.
I close my eyes, try to think wise.
I begin to count, forget the doubt.
1, 2, 3. . . I agree.
She moves closer to me.
" now youll be free."
Out came the most beautiful things.
Two, big, black wings.
They sway and swing.
Her face, its inches from mine.
I could feel chills running up and down my spine.
" relax everything will be fine."
She kissed my lips.
I feel it, my soul rips.
Life is flashing before my eyes.
Did I just die?
I'm thinking back.
She said no turning back.
Seconds later, everything got dark.
She said there's no turning back,
And i agreed.
Now my soul with rest with eternity greed.
No turning back.
I just gave my life,
To the woman in black.
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