The holding pen for
every sin walk
past the inmates
Into the Gates
of Fates

The Crooked Kingdom
the 3rd ring of that place
The fear you don't show
in your face

Don't let them catch
your eye
When you walk by
They'll turn you out
No doubt

The fresh new kid
on the block
Clutch your fear as
You hear
The doors clang shut


You can't rebuff their
advances you lose all
chances as you go down
to the 3rd Ring
of Hell