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Ten miles above the landscape
I can watch the stars
Power plants and city lights
Illuminate the night
I must keep going on
Now I've reached the sea
I feel that I'm too far above
To hear the torrid waves
Suddenly the landscape changes
I fly through buring clouds
One hundred miles an hour
I'm going down
Underwater I travel onward
Sinking toward the ocean floor
The light fades out very slowly
On the way down to hell
I see my life in front of me
It all floats by my inner eye
From my birth until now
I can't help but wonder why