| Midway through life, I realized I went astray
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| From things that matter most, a pain that won’t cease
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| Lost in the Dark Wood of Error every day
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| Need to witness hell before I know true peace
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| Must embrace darkness to reach enlightenment
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| Need to know the things that no one cares to see
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| The first ring of hell, I hear cries of torment
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| Millions scream in anguish, silenced by the heat
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| Never cared for what animals underwent
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| The second circle brings a storm of skinned meat
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| What’s left of people who wore leather and mink
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| Women with make-up dragged to labs by their feet
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| Ring number three a swamp of garbage I sink
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| Fat slobs live below, they ate nothing but shit
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| A three headed hog eats lard and blood he drinks
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| In the fourth circle, those who wasted their wit
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| Disrupting creatures, tomfoolery to sell
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| Now demons taunt them, starve them for stupid tricks
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| An eye for an eye
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| Stripped down of your rights
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| You make think you’re innocent
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| But ignorance makes you a suspect
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| Greed and gluttony
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| Fraud and treachery
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| You may think you’re better than this
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| Arrogance, a guilty verdict
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| I descend on a marsh, the fifth ring of hell
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| Where violent morons wage war with each other
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| They inflicted rage on those who could not tell
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| And in the sixth ring those who lived to smother
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| Animals for speculation, playing God
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| Cut open, tested on a burning alter
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| In the seventh circle, a river of blood
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| Flows to the burning sands where bulldozers run
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| Over the ones who tore down forests with grudge
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| Getting close now, circle eight, Bolgias I shun
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| Where government agencies are sealed inside
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| Ignored animals while corrupt deed s were done
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| Who lies within the ninth ring after they die?
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| Forever frozen in the lake Cocytus
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| Where Satan himself the Lord of Sin resides
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| Menacing heads above the ice twitch and fuss
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| Slayers of innocence by religious rit’s
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| No virgins wait here, just gashed throats, blood and pus
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| Men struggle to breathe, such a horrendous sight
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| I recognize Tony Hayward from BP
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| Smash his face down into the oil and ice
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| Approaching the center and what do I see?
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| The ones who made billions in life butchering
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| Can’t cry about it now or their eyes will freeze
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| I see Ronald, Wendy, and the Burger King
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| Dangling from the mouths of Satan like cigars
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| Below contorted CEOs suffering
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| Arise from hell, once again beneath the stars
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| Mount Purgatory, dawn of a brand new day
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| Surrounded now by other penitent souls
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| Begin the journey that will pave the light’s way
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| Through seven sins of nature I pay my tolls
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| I am starved and beaten, branded on my chest
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| I cleanse myself, now ready to reach the goal
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| Travel the universe, meet the very best
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| A flash of light reveals the meaning of life
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| The vision comforts me, finally I rest
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| I see farm animals roam fields without strife
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| Horses without reigns wander wide open land
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| Primates live in jungles, not under the knife
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| I see nature sleep in peace, untouched by man
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| Ocean creatures swim liberated and clean
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| Melodic skies of birds, silent desert sands
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| I see people shut down their deadly machines
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| Religions join hands, end this conceited war
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| A life worth living in a world so serene
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| I fall back to earth, see who we really are
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| I lie down on the dirt and stare at the stars |