Fine is 

Death is fine

Life is fine

Everything is fine

All it takes is time

There’s no reason

No Rhyme

Only Hell is out of season

With Heaven closed 

And limbo is foreclosed
No Virgil to guide

No sin to hide

Only virtue to confide

The blood dim tide rises

The wicked and righteous gather round

Still they wear their disguises

All hoping for the crown

Yet unable to rule the kingdom

For they know not what is to come
Judgement sits upon an ivory throne

Made of forgotten bone

Yet no word from on high

Can judge the those gathered here

For even justice does lie

For the truth it does fear
The fear palpable mixed with copper scent

Is all that it knows 

Laughter is all it shows

Knowing it cannot prevent

The crumbling of the center

As the soul begins to splinter
Leaving only a fraction

Left with any point of action

And that action leads to Limbo

So there is nowhere to go


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