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Listen
As the hour of death drew near
It all became so clear
If she would have listened
His voice would have glistened
If she had known about heaven or hell
Maybe she would have risen, instead she fell
So who knows who's fault it is
Whether its theirs, yours, hers, or his
If they don't know the word
Make sure they've heard
In the end
It could be your fault if they rise, or if they descend
