Season's End

Season's End - On Christian Funeral lyrics

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There's nothing more that I can say, my dear. Don't leave my side.
Please bless me in your final prayer, as towards Death's open arms I glide..."

As twilight set one autumn's eve, her aching soul fled reprieve.
And though her death was glorified, the fact remains to me... she died.
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