The dead are laid
In pool of decay
Drowning into hell
A burden of chaos
Ah, No Satan exists
It’s all just fairytales
To hide the true misery
For which Death may never know
So they can suffer even more
In lay still agony
Their soul remains
Frozen and deranged
Minds ever alive
Bloggers, Dead, Stuck
Writing sexual lust
Memories, Just alimonies
The worst that can be remembered
Nowhere to go
But to the abyss
Of nightmares oblivion, West Texas
Oh, How they wish hell existed
So they can move on
At any cost
Even if so happen they burn bacon
Even the worst fairytale
Could be the best for some, Mormons
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