Crypt of Shadows #08
The shadows smile
They plant the clues
They make the waves
On any one who tries
The hell of life
They make it worthwhile
They let you play
Before hell takes you away
You taste the fruits
On the golden platters
You can't escape
You glue your eyes
On the display
The living of glory
Though for a while
You live the spell
The shadows smile
They net you in
Into the whole
You are hooked up
When the day is done
You have to pay
The game of the sins
Now you know hell rides
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