.Packed and racked like rats they were down in Hell
a detestable smell like a poison well, no heaven.
Chose a divine light they laughed that that was a drag
instead they lived in a bag, just caught a snag.
Pure craven. It's the final call great and small.
Our time not theirs we're.
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