All our times have come, here, but now they're gone. Seasons don't fear the reaper, nor do the wind, the sun, or the rain. We can be like they are. Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper. Love of two is one, here, but now they're gone. Came the last night of sadness, and it was clear she couldn't go on. Then the door was open and the wind appeared. The candles blew and then disappeared. The curtains flew, and then he appeared, saying, "Don't be afraid". Come on baby, don't fear the reaper.
—from Don't Fear The Reaper, a song by Blue Öyster Cult
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