Life's The Plank, The End Is Hell

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I hold my own breath

You told me not to talk

So my mouth is now shut

On this old plank I walk

.

When will I reach the end

And fall in the abyss below

With a pit full of demons    

Waiting to take my soul

.

I inch my way closer

Not able to scream

No crying for help

No time to redeem    

.

Because my time's ran out

Forever I fell

There's no way of returning

They've drag me to Hell

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