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Sickness, sin, strife and death
In this world are a threat
Get out of these or you know it well
That you’ll end up going to hell

Some things may seem wrong to you
But you think they are good without a clue
Guilt and shame may come in
But you drive it away with another sin
Sickness, sin, strife and death    In this world are a threat   Get out of these or you know it well   That you’ll end up going to hell      Some things may seem wrong to you   But you think they are good without a clue   Guilt and shame may come in    But you drive it away with another sin