Shot To Hell

Sipping wine in Elysian Fields

Where the sun is gold and the men genteel

I found myself a-wandering along a silver shore

When I came across a man I've never seen before

He said "Son, can you see where the horizon ends?

I'll sail out there and dive off the edge.

This world's a paradise, where I don't want to be

My story has been written but the plot unseen"

I said "sir, with respect, do you feel unwell?

You know our paradise is warmed by the fires of hell.

We live in blissful ignorance and hide the awful truth