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Death is not very tragic If you enter the world of magic Separate body from soul And you'll never grow old Lord of fire make us clean Light a fire for us to see Primitive feelings from our hearts Endless fear of the black arts Something evil coming soon The arrival of our doom Do you believe or do you fear Do you think the ending is near I hope you don't have a master That is the only way