Things now are getting rough.
This isn't just another bluff.
I haven't been able to sleep at night.
I'm filled with so much fright.
I can't take it.
I think I'm just gonna quit.
But then I say why ?
Why can't I just go up high.
I'm begging you.
Just let me through.
I've waited my life for this.
Please don't remiss.
I waited for so long.
I don't care if I'm wrong.
Let me go up to your height.
And see the white light.
You led me to the river banks.
What are you going to do now?
I'm taking my last bow, hopefully I fall . . . . Thanks!
