People know the stories of the glories of heaven
The magma and brimstones of the hot fires of hell
But not many know
Limbo
There's stock brokers there, and hedge funders
Bidding on the ****** and the holy
All the same
There's no karma, no good and evil
The three fates spin their yarn on graphs and pie-charts now
Showing the most favorable projections and safest souls to nab
Destiny is dead
The eternals drove a ****** stake through it's chest
Pandemonium has become the norm
In those ethereal planes all our paths end at
Another puzzle to figure out
Another oddity to be understood