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Textes et Paroles de The Book





This man is at the door of hell...somehow it seems to be his destination after a life of subtle stubbornness. he doesnt expect to find himself waking up out of a dream...he doesnt expect to pi
Imself and wake up and that kind of thing...in fact, the thought of that happening makes him smile. hes just mildly surprised to find himself there at the door of hell.

To all accounts, the kindly old man who is the doorman (and who conceivably reminds him of his father) is sat reading a book...but he gets up smartly and without time for either of them to feel
Theyre standing on ceremony says, hold my book for a minute, would you, while I get the door open! (presumably, you know, you need two hands to open the door.) for some reason the o
N doesnt just put his book down on the chair

It all happens quite quickly...he finds that hes made a decision and is already holding the old mans book...as just about anybody else would have, but it seems a bit curious because...in howev
All a way you like to consider it...it is as if hes helping himself enter hell...the path of least resistance. of course, at the same time he suddenly thinks..even as he finally grips the book.
Ot;this is my chance for a reprieve...the final test...the straw which will tip the good deeds over the bad.

Next thing he knows, they have exchanged opinions on the book and he has handed it back to the old man and is being shown into hell.


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