He had eyes of steel,
His gun was aimed upon my head,
I didn't know what to feel,
Next thing I knew I was dead.
I was in a tunnel of light,
I knew it was death
I tried to put up a fight,
Until my very last breath.
There I arrived in hell,
The fire tickled my leg,
I heard a sound of a bell,
There was no time to beg,
I heard the sound of the devil's laugh,
I thought I was done,
There he stood with his massive staff,
There was no chance to run.
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