We must complete the trip. Try not to lose your grip. No sight of solid ground. And never look straight down. Deeper deeper deeper deeper. Your claustrophobic brain. Sucking you down the drain. The walls are closing in. The air is gettin’ thin. The elevator broke. It when right trough the floor. It left a burning hole. Down and down and down we go. We’re in a deadly spin. Hating this spin we’re in. Our helpless panic grows. Down and down and down we go. Daylight is at an end. You’ll never see again. You’ll soon embrace the sight. This cold eternal light. The elevator broke. It when right trough the floor. It left a burning hole. Down and down and down we go. The elevator broke. It when right trough the floor. It left a burning hole. Down and down and down we go. The elevator broke. It when right trough the floor. It left a burning hole. Down and down and down we go.