Anyway when I go as all men must
Then turn my body into dust
There's just one place I want to go
That's into the furnaces fiery glow
You see I don't want to leave much clearing up
Today was coronation day
And up above the sky was wet and grey
You see be you a pauper or be you a King
You're both gonna get ****** on
Now you're off to church so follow the flock
Stick another 50 bucks into the pastors box
So he can buy another yacht
Or maybe a lady of the night who seeks redemption
So how's it going to be when your turn comes?
Will it be with a whimper a scream or a yell
It doesn't much matter cos your going to hell
Where the fire are hot and the women as well
Or so I've been told
Well I'm off to my cave to take a swig from the jar
And to gaze at the flames of my flickering fire

And dream up some other garbage to post on here