Fall into the abyss,
and succumb to sheer bliss,
in the darkness, you'll never miss
the serpent, do you hear it's hiss?
The halls of hell echo your name,
feel at home, harbor no shame,
for this is whence you came,
to your heritage, lay claim,
for within is the dark flame.
Take a ride on the wagon,
down to the lower levels,
and understand your Dragon,
free your devils,
and never again, fall in that place
where disgrace resides,
yourself, you must embrace.
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