I see nothing beyond
No turning around
All life is withdrawn
The bottom not found
My stomache will sink
As I am pushed to the brink

Despite being so close
I still want to fight
The end nobody knows
I move with death in sight
Out comes survival instinct
As I am pushed to the brink

Suddenly I begin to fall
The air is rushing me
Life is beginning to stall
The end is here finally
Yet I can't help but think
As I am pushed to the brink

I grasp for anything
Because I'm not done yet
Can't just let death win
Still too much regret
I refuse death's drink
As I climb from the brink