Tick-dock, tick-dock
There hangs a rope,
But if you look more closely,
You see a door.

Tick-dock, tick-dock,
A door to a place,
A place beyond the body,
Beyound blood, flesh, and done,

Tick-dock, Tick-dock,
A place of sleep,
and darkness,
A place of cold,
and lifeness,

Tick-dock, Tick-dock,
Only one problem,
The door is locked,
And the key is easily found,

Tick-dock, Tick-dock,
For the hole at the end of the rope,
is the key-hole,

Tick-dock, Tick-dock,
To see the world all you need do,
is put your neck through,

Tick-dock, Tick-dock,
The lean forward,
and fall,

Tick-dock, Tick-dock,
Now you swing,
Like a pendulum,
To the world next,

Tick-dock, Tick-dock
Now your life is the toll,
You payed it fully,
Now there is no going back,
Tick-dock, Tick-dock.

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Can you see the end?