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The road to hell is lined

With things that are fine that I like to combine

I choose death

After the grave

I guess I'll turn to dirt

I can't behave

I am a rotten corpse with a metal shirt

The heaven is a lie

You can't live when you die, say hello and goodbye

You choose god

After the grave

I guess I'll turn to dirt

I can't behave

I am a rotten corpse with a metal shirt

Finger bang

Your way to reality

Finger bang

Your way to morality

Finger bang

Your way to reality

Finger bang bang bang bang