I hear all the suffering
with that the pain
It never goes away
As one drop of rain
Hours pass
So does the day
I feel the sorrow
And woth that the grief
It will never be the same
I hear a belief
In which it came
There is a ding
from a doorbell
All the way from Hell
I'll never feel grass
I I go that way
It's like my borrow
But everyone knows it
It's a very deep Pit
