"You're soo going to Hell!"

"Wha-‽Naw; noo.
No. Reckon I ain't.
I ain't goin' ta Hell!
Open yo ****** eyes!
Hell is already upon us.
Hell's right in front'a me.
Hell's right in front'a y'all.
Hell's been tryin' to find me for a good minute
then Hell's comin' for my jester/hard-rock-musician ***
and I'm gonna give it my own hell directly-the-**** back,
thank-you-very-******'-much.

See: the Devil hates being stood up to.
Look him in the eye and hold your ground.
He only has what power you sacrifice to him.
Once you flinch, look away, get cocky: you've lost.
That's the crack in the dam; the noose 'round yo neck.

The same be true of God, the coward.
That's what the Devil did, the traitor.
Go figure he hates it, too!
Authority hates dissent.
Whatever side of whatever **** fence.

They both one of a kind;
spawned of Godmind.
Just like us. What, you surprised?
Jesus ******' Christ!
What are they teaching you in school these days?

Jack-******'-****, I reckon.
Go to hell!"