I think, in your last few cohesive moments before you die, heaven and hell truly come into focus in the whole "life flashing before your eyes" kinda way.
If you were basically a good person, who looked out for others, cherished those close to you, and flat out tried to be a nice human being = dying in a happy place.
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Like leaves we touch, we once knew the story, as as winter calls we will starve, all but to see the stone be life.
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If you were a prick who thought mostly about yourself, and what you could gain or achieve, regardless of who you stepped on = dying very miserable.
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And when you lose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone.
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