Love of mine, some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark.
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white,
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark.
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs.
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I
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