alexander all alone

alexander all alone, smoking a cigarette, the last pack he'd ever buy, at least that's what he said, he stood up to stretch his back, and fell down to the ground, alexander all alone, 'till the neighbour caught a glimpse, cried out for his wife, to call the ambulance, alexander all alone, felt them check his pulse, he heard them pronounce him dead, hell is found inside of me, and nothing else will set me free, if hell is found inside of me, then open me up and spill me out, alexander wondered why, no life flashed before his eyes, why his soul did not depart, why he found no peace of mind, would it take a little while?, was it the same for everyone?, alexander realized, that hell is found inside of me, and nothing else will set me free, if hell is found inside of me, then open me up and spill me out