It’s dark in here
there’s no light anywhere
and you keep talking to me
death to you, death to me
you keep saying
talking to me
that to death I should go
I won’t go! but neither can I say no
you keep searching
digging in me
for those painful places
those awful faces
but now we go
I made my choice
I am going to heaven, you to hell
and we both know it, all to well.
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