[JBKlyde]

I'm taking hell down with me,
Drink a pint of whisky,
Feeling kind of frisky,
My eyes are aw-full misty,
But I ain't scared to rack,
Satan in the balls,
This calls for toast,
So watch the devil roast,
Kingdom divided,
Against itself will fall,
And fall we will,
Nothing can stop the thrill,
Of these blue and,
Purple yellow pills,
Atleast I know I will,
Have done a good deed,
Planting the seeds,
OF anti evil weeds,
In my final breath,
I will have defeated death,
Maybe I end up in hell,
But it's better than being,
Under this spell,
So when the lighting thunders,
You don't have to wander,
Just know that this,
Blundering mess,
Was just a test to see if,
I could rise above the rest,
I was just tying to the best,
Job I knew how and apparently,
That wasn't enough,
So this is too tough,
and a little too rough,
But I've had enough,
OF the misscommunication,
My head is weary,
From all the inflation,
So say good bye to the devil,
Cause he's going down like a rock,
And hopefully now you will stop,
And in the end your love is on top.