Pain and drudgery rule the roost
Life takes a backseat ion this drive
Of pain and suffering in this hell
Where the sulphur stench rises
And so does the pain
The only thing that ebbs away
Is human moral gain
These people they walk in
Who do they think they are?
They walk in, tell us what to do
Do they realize we put them there?
Not to hurt but to teach
While the former they have mastered
The latter long forgot