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