Train to Hell
With Dante at the ticket stand,
The train to Hell is nearly boarding.
The Ninth Circle — high demand,
A traitor grabs his seat, self-lording.
The station roars: its name is "Home",
The crowd is tense, the timing brittle.
Departures roll in clouds of chrome,
......
Politics — the iceberg's tip:
Beneath, the beasts in shadows slip.
Let's delve into this vile abyss,
If your mind's not lost in the mist.
Three-quarters sick, mere human scraps,
Once people, now in mental traps.
Poisoned by the filth they fed,
Described herein — absorb what's said.
......
Train to Hell
With Dante at the ticket stand,
The train to Hell is nearly boarding.
The Ninth Circle — high demand,
A traitor grabs his seat, self-lording.
The station roars: its name is "Home",
The crowd is tense, the timing brittle.
Departures roll in clouds of chrome,
......
Politics — the iceberg's tip:
Beneath, the beasts in shadows slip.
Let's delve into this vile abyss,
If your mind's not lost in the mist.
Three-quarters sick, mere human scraps,
Once people, now in mental traps.
Poisoned by the filth they fed,
Described herein — absorb what's said.
......