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 NO's on their vacancy signs.
If there's no one beside you,
When your soul embarks;
Then I'll follow you into the dark.
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