• I DID NOT MAKE THIS
    The entire structure is by Robert Frost's "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
    This is simply a parody of it that i liked and am posting it up for all to see

    Who's hell this is I think i know
    his real is very deep though
    he will not see me stopping here
    to watch is hell fill with sorrow

    My feeble body must think it queer to
    to stop without heaven near
    between the pain and fiery lake
    the eternal evening of the year

    My body give a fearful shake
    to ask if there is some mistake
    the only other sound the sweep
    of terror's call and misery's wake

    Hell is horrible, dark and deep
    but i have a punishment to keep
    and years to go before i sleep
    and years to go before i sleep