Life is hell, if there’s a hell then there’s a heaven
And if there’s a heaven then there’s a hell and that hell is life
And that life is a motivation; heaven is what made me driven
I’ve never thought of killing myself, there for that’s a sin, as in which I’ve never held a knife
And that’s why you see me writing and making poems twenty-four-seven

I’ve been through that road; I’ve danced with the devil
In which that devil won’t change, he’ll change you
I’ve been through the fiery depths of hell level by level
Life is a mouse maze obtain that cheese, life is not easy as one and two
I’ve been so close of gaining amends, but all I taste is gravel

But though I’m up there now, I’ve obtained my wings
My body has left hell known as life, but my soul is bestowed
The coffin is cold, but my heart is warm, in which it stings
May the devil cry, so will I, in which god I’ve always owed
My hands are his but my soul is yours, pleasure is what it brings