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My Arrival

Prepare my make up

Prepare my suit

Into my coffin

Iíll descend, blind and mute


Prepare the flowers

Prepare the place

And watch my stillness

My false, smiling face


Prepare your tears

Prepare your lies

Thinking Iím mute

You release your denies


Prepare your prayers

Prepare your stories

Of my righteous heart

And splendid glories


I can see it is all fake

So I do not care

Only for my Arrival

That is what I want you to prepare