Death

Written 4/6/05

It’s going to happen, whether you like it or not.

So try your hardest, give it all you’ve got.

However you say it, it all means the same.

And believe me, this isn’t a game.

So count some sheep, close your eyes.

Go to sleep, and say your goodbyes.

You are going to die, you can’t do a thing.

And don’t even think you are getting a wing.

You are going to hell, where you should be.

The fiery pits, will make you fall to your knees.

I can hear you scream, I can hear him laugh.

The devil told me, he said it was a trap.

You would never get out, never survive.

It’s all over for you, you’re no longer alive.

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