Mr. Monster

Now I meet my end,
Oh, ain't it grand,
How the Creator thinks it
all through.

The destruction he sends
assures me His plan,
And the Great Dragon laughs
long and slow.

Oh won't you tell me of the Hills in the
sky, where the children laugh, they're lives fullfilled.
Oh won't you tell me of the Caves down
below, where bad men led bad lives, whose screams fill the
night, for tonight I'm in the mood for fiction.

The grave cold and dark
was quite grim yes I thought
the whole scene was rather grave
(get it?)

(but then) Before the Lord bare and stark,
I saw the whole war's for naught,
And I considered myself saved.
(what a loon!)

Oh won't you show me the plains further
East, where beast and man share their lives.
Oh won't you tell me of the life after
this, where it's only you and the stars, and your thoughts
make the world, for tonight I'm in the mood for fiction.