What type of person, Do you unfold yourself to be What caused yourself to be you Haply it could be the kin around you Although for me It was the sphere I am resident to To be cast by bisson rheum And to be covered in milch gules Its a darkening vision to reside here In this whoreson enviornment Demons and fiends surround you Darkness upsurp'st As he stoops to his base An unprevailing lot To live in the light Every son of Gis There flame will be suffacated Our course is burried Six feet below For thus is where hell truly resides Although hell is the jump same As the world is present The only changes Is that hell is forever
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