Who
will be the scapegoats?
The
slaughter's house gate is open
Will
the innocents gladly go?
Believing
the stay of paradise?
The
drum roll is beating
The
names are called
There
is no appearance
Only
a hell note on the door
The
soul catcher on leave
He
can't be catching the wayward souls
Let
them have another day to enjoy
When
the time comes they will know
The
slaughter's house gate slowly closes
Reluctantly
it has to wait for tomorrow
There
is no soul to capture today
The
soul catcher is in faraway land
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