I'm driving through <br />The gates of hell <br />Starting to freak out <br />Because of the birds of fire <br /> <br />The army of the dead <br />Is gonna fuse a shell <br />They wanna put me six feet under <br />The monsters slash my tire <br /> <br />The evil beasts come up and <br />Blame me for the mortal sins <br />I cannot make up an excuse and <br />Hear a bloodcurdling scream <br /> <br />I know I'm gonna be the next <br />Though hesitant to spill the beans <br />Is this the halt of my joyride? <br />I wish it was a dream<br /><br />Aram Stefanian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/joyride/
