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The speaker hears cries of love, feels a sense of hopelessness, and senses the approach of death. They reflect on the uncertainty of life and the need to make choices before it's too late. They question their identity and fear being led astray. In the end, they consider death as a release and warn others to make decisions before it's too late. From those around, I hear a cry, a mouthfuls of love, a voice of love, a voice of love. A hopeless song, I hear that footsteps leaving slow, and then I know my soul must flow. A chilly wind begins to blow within my soul from hand to toe, and then its last breath escapes my lips, it's time to leave and I must go. So it is true, when it's too late, they said it's no heaven-given day, when it must leave its body's core and meet with its eternal fate. Oh, mark the words that I do say, who knows tomorrow could be your day, at last it comes to heaven or hell, decide which now, do not delay. Oh God, oh God, I cannot see, my eyes are blind, am I still me? Or has my soul been led astray and forced to pay a priceless fee? At last to die, without return, I shall rejoice my lover's birth, the only I who left before, the line through shores that came my turn. And now, as beneath the storm, they laid me with my wretched soul, they cried out, knowing I'd cry worse, for they'd go home and take my soul. Oh, mark the words that I do say, who knows tomorrow could be your day, at last it comes to heaven or hell, decide which now, do not delay. Oh God, oh God, I cannot see, my eyes are blind, am I still me? Or has my soul been led astray and forced to pay a priceless fee?