Heat and ice, sleet and hailstones
Form the torment that is my life
Tempestuous moods rage like summer snow storms
You wouldn't be able to survive
I wouldn't care to find you there
I wouldn't spare you from the hurricane
So go spare yourself while you can
I wouldn't care to see you in pain
Labyrinths with giant three headed vultures
Centaurs that shoot lasers from their eyes
Dragons that multiply when you beat them down
Volcanoes of coal, pitch black and grime
I'm not saving you, you're not saving me
So turn back and run for your life
I will not have your death on my head
You've been warned for the last time
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