© 9M2KL 14 November 1997
Oh gawd, where am I?
What is this place?
Where are all the others?
What has happened?
Question many,
Answers none,
How do you expect to get out of this
hell hole?
Which exactly is what this place is.
Come with me,
Come and see,
Your true situation,
But, I think you already have a slight notion.
A descent to hell,
Is what I can tell,
Look around and you’ll see,
There’s not a single tree.
I’m
Draconis,
I’m BurnCycle,
I’m Syngiliam,
I’m
Condrunium.
I rule the Planal Void,
I dictate the Neverhood,
I control the Route,
I am master of Ozorezian Hell.
As you can see,
Hell isn’t
a very nice place,
Somewhere you don’t
want to be,
For a person like you, here there’s
no space.
I’m very sorry for you,
You have been sent here,
By a person trusted by you,
Here boy, wipe away that tear.
You can stay here if you like,
But it’s a long hike,
There’s a village over yonder,
A better place, heck no wonder.
Second option don’t
worry,
But for us, we’ll
just be as happy,
We can send you back,
And make you stay there like a
thumbtack.
Both journeys are arduous,
Choose well, choose right,
Cause what you choose, can never
be turned back,
So what will it be?
A pact with the devil this must
be,
To be the devil’s advocate,
Or back to my estate?
Oh gawd, what a mess for me.
My choice is made,
I’ll go back to where I belong,
My determination I promise
won’t fade,
Heck let’s go, the allure of
revenge is just too strong!