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Their whispers become like cries
'Tis far from blinded eyes
Ninety-nine have burned as embers
Ninety-nine have lost their lives
Tired arms, now fight for life
Amidst the crashing waves, they're drowning
Will you love me til morning's light?
And I'll show you what it's like to die tonight.