• Walking down the hall,
    guided by the one,
    to the three doors,
    how dare he have this gall.

    Ending of my life,
    the tongue of cold metal,
    my heart began to pump,
    the life out of me.

    Doors open and closed,
    in your mind and in life,
    you choose with your ignorance,
    or your instinct.

    Into one door lies hell,
    community for the evil,
    one door lies heaven,
    community for the good.

    Enter the third door,
    never to be reborn,
    only tortured in cages,
    for eternity by the grim reaper.