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Description
A single person, with a single purpose
To sing the world his song.
With an angel-like voice, he sings it well
And is well known after not long.
And he sings, and sings, and sings to his crowd.

Others grow jealous, and hate him.
But them, he just ignores.
They make a plan that's to take him down,
As his fame goes into folklores.
And he sings, and sings, and sings to his crowd.

Those who hate him carry out their plan
While he's still on stage.
They kill his family, and his love,
And they give him much rage.
But still, he sings, and sings, and sings to his crowd.

The grief piles up as his friends are taken,
And the men continue their plan.
To hurt his mind, his heart, and then himself,
But he still continues to do what he can.
He sings, and sings, and sings to his crowd.

Then, During performance, the men finish it.
They take a gun, aim, and shoot him.
As they leave, his crowd goes to him, and watch,
With their faces looking frankly grim.
And so they sing, and sing, to mourn him.

Description
A single person, with a single purpose
To sing the world his song.
With an angel-like voice, he sings it well
And is well known after not long.
And he sings, and sings, and sings to his crowd.

Others grow jealous, and hate him.
But them, he just ignores.
They make a plan that's to take him down,
As his fame goes into folklores.
And he sings, and sings, and sings to his crowd.

Those who hate him carry out their plan
While he's still on stage.
They kill his family, and his love,
And they give him much rage.
But still, he sings, and sings, and sings to his crowd.

The grief piles up as his friends are taken,
And the men continue their plan.
To hurt his mind, his heart, and then himself,
But he still continues to do what he can.
He sings, and sings, and sings to his crowd.

Then, During performance, the men finish it.
They take a gun, aim, and shoot him.
As they leave, his crowd goes to him, and watch,
With their faces looking frankly grim.
And so they sing, and sing, to mourn him.