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Stumbling up the Stairway to Heaven
And finding the gates closed to my face
Guilty of sins, the deadly seven
To the Creator I am a disgrace
Driving the bus back to Hell
It crashes on its way down
To the fiery brimstone cavern, I fell
And saw his Lightness frown
Climbing back up to Purgatory
A place right in between
Taking in the uncesored glory
I know this place is not for me
So where do I fit in
The answer is clear to me
And with a melancholy grin
I know I am not to be