Have you ever been to my hell?
If so, you could probably tell,
That so much blood had been splattered,
So many emotions, battered.
Careful how you make your choices!
If you listened, you'd hear voices.
Of the already deceased.
Tortured souls, not yet released.
I have nothing more to give.
I am a lesson for your kids.
If they dared turn out like me,
Their soul, you'd probably see,
Sinking through the ground,
To my hell in a fiery mary-go round.
If so, you could probably tell,
That so much blood had been splattered,
So many emotions, battered.
Careful how you make your choices!
If you listened, you'd hear voices.
Of the already deceased.
Tortured souls, not yet released.
I have nothing more to give.
I am a lesson for your kids.
If they dared turn out like me,
Their soul, you'd probably see,
Sinking through the ground,
To my hell in a fiery mary-go round.
