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Roulette of Rejection
“I’m taking all bets so throw your soul in
Give the roulette of life another spin,
“As fate itself looks on and gives an evil grin
Regardless of red or black it ultimately win,
“Scared flesh and corrupt souls don’t live long
Annihilation in chorus and singing its disintegration song,
“Memories on Earth is lost forever after
Now for all eternity you are a forgotten bastard,
“Hell even refuse to let your ass rot
So consider it just a layover spot,
“Like fallen ash on Malebolge from a violent death
No air in the lung, because the dead don’t have a breathe,
“Your own personal prison covered by charred snow
Silent destruction that eats deep and slow,
“Through gray flesh all the way to the bone
With only black veins being shown,
“A grim beauty to an appealing evil eye
Increased by flavor on how torturous the soul die,
“From a vast array of multiverse sins
That may determine a punishment in the eternal end,
“Absolute obedience or a passage through fire
Driven insane by our own personal desire,
“No matter the outcome, in waiting is the hurt
With various agonizing ways our essence it will convert,
“Causing a dark transformation from innocent light
Hammered into submission with sinister might,
“To the delight of the unforeseen hand
Examined an eternity of times from a divine piercing scan,
“Not known that good and evil dips into the same primordial soup
Creating souls that dance to the roulette of fate spinning loop,
“Ultimately punished if we don’t worship or praise
Denied the golden city or hell’s endless maze”.
Give the roulette of life another spin,
“As fate itself looks on and gives an evil grin
Regardless of red or black it ultimately win,
“Scared flesh and corrupt souls don’t live long
Annihilation in chorus and singing its disintegration song,
“Memories on Earth is lost forever after
Now for all eternity you are a forgotten bastard,
“Hell even refuse to let your ass rot
So consider it just a layover spot,
“Like fallen ash on Malebolge from a violent death
No air in the lung, because the dead don’t have a breathe,
“Your own personal prison covered by charred snow
Silent destruction that eats deep and slow,
“Through gray flesh all the way to the bone
With only black veins being shown,
“A grim beauty to an appealing evil eye
Increased by flavor on how torturous the soul die,
“From a vast array of multiverse sins
That may determine a punishment in the eternal end,
“Absolute obedience or a passage through fire
Driven insane by our own personal desire,
“No matter the outcome, in waiting is the hurt
With various agonizing ways our essence it will convert,
“Causing a dark transformation from innocent light
Hammered into submission with sinister might,
“To the delight of the unforeseen hand
Examined an eternity of times from a divine piercing scan,
“Not known that good and evil dips into the same primordial soup
Creating souls that dance to the roulette of fate spinning loop,
“Ultimately punished if we don’t worship or praise
Denied the golden city or hell’s endless maze”.
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