Hell
I do not want to be lifted on wings
There is no place for me in paradise
I have known all my life where I should be
I have a place reserved for me
Down in the chasm into the darkness
There will be no flowers or grass
Just the bones of those who went before me
In the distance screams fill the air
The tortured suffering for their sins
Never to be released
Still, I am not afraid of my fate
Because I was too sarcastic for Heaven
And the Devil was afraid I would take over
Which I will
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