Hell is hot, the Winter Triangle is cold.
Adderall like high, and cocaine like flow.
Ecstasy like roll, bold like your role.
What's lost is found, your soul then sold.
Fire like glow, the rainbow that shines.
The Babylonian Whore, who feasts, who dines.
Dark red hue, a glass filled with wine.
A piece of the pie, the woman a ten, a dime.
Sour that's ripe, the skin is pale and green.
The deep blue sea, from a far, the Death Tree.
My bloodline is Li, Asistic Woes.
The Atlantean Epic was out of control.
The Real World delights, Tiamat then conquers.
A time we can trust, after a minute, we clock her.
Shocked in spirit, the blood then boils.
A Wurm like Dragon retracts and coils.
The soil is wet, you see the winter dew.
Lucifer created humans, the ape that's a lu.
A clue to reality, our blood then blue.
Before you can walk, you have to have the right size shoe.
What's hidden is bound, Heyoka like Clown.
The Earth that's round, what fits is a crown.
A welcoming party, after we then hit the town.