Jamie McDonald, 6 january 2012
Death it be final there’s no going back
If to step off a bridge it ends with a splat
You won’t go to your maker you won’t even exist
For there is no heaven for those who do not resist
The devil is waiting for you to make the mistake
He laid out the path that your soul he can take
No need to be week with so much at hand
You just have to ask and in gods arms you will land
You don’t have to be perfect
You just have to try
Don’t go to your death and leave tears in others eyes
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