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Take the beating from my head,
And leave me with whats left and dead.
Drink this poison and it will sink,
There is where you can clearly think.
Here in this dark cold cell,
There is no difference in Heaven nor Hell.
I took the words you said to me,
I hold them in my memory.
They haunt me now from time to time,
They see me rott away in rhym.
The music plays out soft and slow,
As they rest my body deep down below.
And leave me with whats left and dead.
Drink this poison and it will sink,
There is where you can clearly think.
Here in this dark cold cell,
There is no difference in Heaven nor Hell.
I took the words you said to me,
I hold them in my memory.
They haunt me now from time to time,
They see me rott away in rhym.
The music plays out soft and slow,
As they rest my body deep down below.
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Drinking a poison is the death they chose to releave their mind so they could think clearly. They aren't in a hell nor a heaven. They are thinking about the words they heard last and their body is being burried
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