Directions into Hell:

Just around the way there's an opening
When you walk toward it, a door will slam into your face
but keep praying
Up in the tree, there's a gun shot
scattered leafs and bleeding tree branches
God died yesterday
and no one was there to watch him suffer
Today we make eachother the enemy and walk around
look away and throw grenades back blindly
You'll eventually come to a fork in the road
either way you choose you're dieing
so you walk inbetween through the grass
God would have told you to do that
Around you everything is burning up
adults are crying, you turn around and shoot a child for their own good
Keep walking straight and you'll eventually curve around
Unknowingly you'll come back toward where the broken leafs are found
You'll come to the other side of the door
The one that at first denied you your own free soul