Heaven/Hell/Smile/Frown When you go up your light will go down.
Give me time and I can see your heaven
A rusted, blackened trip into the elements of cloud eleven
There, you will wither away, slowly, there is no race
While the entire time you bare a perfect smile on your face
I dont know why eternity will shelter such horrors and cruelty
Just remember that half of that pain wont add up to what you've done to me
The road to wellville, I shall take untill I am completely threw
Of your perfumary stench that sticks to the clothes and chew
Oh happily rid of your faithless soul and expect that your place in heaven
Will not be in cloud eleven but rather buried in the sins of seven
So, properly, your heaven is indeed what the many believers call hell
There will be nothing like the atrocities horror writers prefer to sell
A rusted, blackened trip into the elements of cloud eleven
There, you will wither away, slowly, there is no race
While the entire time you bare a perfect smile on your face
I dont know why eternity will shelter such horrors and cruelty
Just remember that half of that pain wont add up to what you've done to me
The road to wellville, I shall take untill I am completely threw
Of your perfumary stench that sticks to the clothes and chew
Oh happily rid of your faithless soul and expect that your place in heaven
Will not be in cloud eleven but rather buried in the sins of seven
So, properly, your heaven is indeed what the many believers call hell
There will be nothing like the atrocities horror writers prefer to sell