I am confused
What must do
When will it stop
I am falling away
Being swallowed by darkness
Everlasting pit
How can I escape. . .
. . . I hear a voice!
Look for the light
I see a rod
It's made of iron
I've got it
Walk to the light
Don't let go
Walking. . . . . .
Light is getting brighter
And brighter
And brighter
I can see the sun
I have escaped
The clutches of evil
More than one path
One is straight and narrow
I continue. . .