The Tenth Plane

Fuck you and your chronic lies

I'm sick of you and your goddamn life

The next time I see you I hope it's through dead eyes

You're a lost soul wandering through the nebulous sky



Go live with Ra and tell me all about it

Ride his chariots straight to Hell

Breath death and the infernal flames of logic

Since that's the only thing that's foreign to you



Treck through Dante's nine planes and make a Tenth

One where you're all alone looking for a friend

I'll stop by and visit you just to point and laugh

I'll make you scarlet letters and brand them on your chest



One for every letter of hte alphabet

One inch thick and glowing red

I'll pound them into your flesh

If you hadn't ruined my life when you were alive

I wouldnt torment you when you're dead



It's too late for lamenting on the past

Don your consequence and get in line

I know you think this feeling wont last

But I'm  your inverted recripocal

Once we were opposites, but now I'm you



I thank you for this gift of unrelenting hate

It gives me strength and structure

So now I accept my fate

Trapped on the Tenth Plane with you

Alone and looking for a friend

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