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Chorus

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Man is a sacred city, built of marvellous earth.

Life was lived nobly here to give this body birth.

Something was in this brain and in this eager hand.

Death is so dumb and blind, Death cannot understand.

Death drifts the brain with dust and soils the young limbs’ glory.

Death makes women a dream and men a traveller’s story,

Death drives the lovely soul to wander under the sky,

Death opens unknown doors. It is most grand to die.

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