When I was a litle boy, the devil came and spok my name.
He show me the world through his eye\'s and took me down to hell.
It was a big place and it had room for many more.
There was no fire, het or brimstone in hell,
And the devil did not whip the people in pain, as the bible says.

No hell was a cold place, silenc, dark and moistures.
There everybody was stript naked and cast in iron chains, in a cold solid rockwall.
So far from each other, so if someone scream oflonelyness, no one would hear the scream.
And there they stood, naked and dirty, cold and alone in the silent darkness.

Slowly the madness took them all, one by one, and drive them all to craziness.
And they where now only a shadow of the former self.
Some of the have try to bite their arms of from the iron chains.
But this is hell and you are already dead.
So the wounds just keep healing and healing and only the pain was left.
For they are doomed to suffer alone, with no one to see or talk with, to the end of time.

I do not know why the devil show me all this.
But when I woke up, home in my bed.
I did know which side I was going to, when my time was up.
For I was already cold and alone in the darkness.

- Yoshi 05