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When death comes knocking at your door do you fight, Til you can fight no more? Do you have grace Is your head up high Or do you just break down and cry? Do you beg the lord, for one more line, or just accept that now's your time. Some time soon He will knock on your door, You can't escape him- You can run no more. So when death arrives you, and you bleed- Know in your heart- You're special to me. You will be strong, and brave and true, You have the grace to get you through. So when he comes knocking at your door, You will be here Forever more. There will be memories, There will be tears, And you will live on For hundreds of years. |