And all shall shout No! No!
Abstain and run on your feet now
Those beauty you see
Those fragrance smell
The shining smooth skin
And the radiant eyes in their suckets
Are all short paths leading to your grave
Close your eyes with holy words
Lock your heart and away
Throw the keys in abyss
With armoured prayers
For there live the harbinger of death
In there you shall find You shall find the killing disease
Do not drink your way to hell
Nor to the abyss of bad health
And keep us not in fear
Of your dying state
And fear of our unknown tomorrow
Leave us not for the willing Goodness
Leave us not in the unwilling world
The willing goodness may wither
And the unwilling world abound
And if the warning was heeded or Not
And the deed was Done!
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