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Walking down the stairs Going Keep going as far as it gets Not knowing Not knowing where Not knowing why I must get down there After I died Warmer It's getting warmer And the smoke Won't let me see The source of the screams I hear ahead As I am getting closer To the last step, Which will be no longer, I know for sure The place down there; For it has a name After all And its name is Hell I take a stand at the edge Of the threshold bright My will o'er the crimson ledge, My heart desires to abide, As a leap of faith; A leap of justice *For all my bad deeds, Today I pay the bill; Eternally destined to redeem, My soul starts to shrill.*
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May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012 at 8:02 PM UTC
After All
Walking down the stairs Going Keep going as far as it gets Not knowing Not knowing where Not knowing why I must get down there After I died Warmer It's getting warmer And the smoke Won't let me see The source of the screams I hear ahead As I am getting closer To the last step, Which will be no longer, I know for sure The place down there; For it has a name After all And its name is Hell I take a stand at the edge Of the threshold bright My will o'er the crimson ledge, My heart desires to abide, As a leap of faith; A leap of justice *For all my bad deeds, Today I pay the bill; Eternally destined to redeem, My soul starts to shrill.*
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julio-cardenas
Mexican
May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012 at 8:02 PM UTC
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