The jester now appeared, he clapped and said good job
His face paint had changed, the simle turned to sob
He said it is time, to take back what is mine
And leave the gates of Hell, and it's dark decline
I said I am ready, lacerate my lung
He tore into my torse, he said I'll feel young
When it is all over, I should wait and see
I see the blue mist, rising out of me

I held my wings in place, the skin reattached them
It's true I'm a soul, no one can condemn
I now flap my wings, to see if they work
I looked at the jester, I could see his smirk
He was proud of me, I made it to the end
In a world of nothing, he was my only friend
He too left Heaven, to help me out here
But why exactly, it just wasn't clear

He said to follow him, he knew the safest way
To dodge fire clouds, we leave without delay
We both took to the air, and passed around the clouds
When I looked back down, I could see the crowds
Of demons below, one hundred percent mad
That I escaped them, and the Hell they all had
The Jester said "look up, we have a way to go"
A smile graced my face, I simply said, "I know"

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