Show You the Way
You, young man with your fractious ways
Let me show you the path of rotten sin and decay.
Take my jagged hand and come with me
I promise you I won't lie to leave.
In our malevolent world there's no such thing as deceit,
For all things evil are there at your feet.
There's no need to hide
Just promise you'll abide
All jokes put aside.
I'll grant you freedom; whatever your rotten heart desires
Just tell me dear child, of your evils in the line of fire.
Have you killed or took thrill in blasphemous ways?
Or hung up your comrades to die out in days?
Don't tell me, let me guess, did you cheat, lie or steal?
Or maybe robbed a homeless man out of a decent meal?
Whatever the sin, be glorious in thy name
For down here, you're condemned to my odious domain.
So sit back, relax and enjoy the ride.
Hell is your castle, I hope you're satisfied.
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