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In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay

People listen attentively
I mean about future calamity
I used to think the idea was obsolete
Until I heard the old man stamping his feet

This is a place where eternally
Fire is applied to the body
Teeth are extruded and bones are ground
And baked into cakes which are passed around

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Beauty, talent, fame, money
Refinement, job skill and brain
And all the things you try to hide
Will be revealed on the other side

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Now the D and A and the M and the N
And the A and the T and the I-O-N
Lose your face, lose your name
And get fitted for a suit of flames