If anyone ever approached me
as I looked forward to the new
area
that people and I would be
locked inside Satan's palace
through the gates of Hell,
I would look straight across
and fall to the ground laughing.

I did get locked in the gates.
I was overcome by a devil who
couldn't stop making everyone
miserable.
Everything looked so familiar.
I had felt the heat from the fiery flames
and I was in pain last time I was
locked.

How could it be?
I thought this ship had
sailed.
The ship landed and docked
into Hell where we were left
and abandoned.

Satan took a break,
we all took a breath,
later on our iron chains fell off
our wrists and axles,
the flames turned into
smoke and they as well
died down.

Today is no heaven but
Hell is in the past.
I don't know how long,
so I just seize the day.
Let the good sink in
and the bad roll off
to the point where I'll say,
that ship
has sailed.