The Gates of Balrog

"Where do we go, this creepy flow,

down and down, to and fro,

This rabbit hole is deep and dark,

Why doesn't he just fall apart?

Why does he say such crazy things,

when all we want is diamond rings?

The time we do is now engage...

What does he called this certain age?

Times are darkest, he'd assuage,

Armageddon's gonna do, if apocalypse came for you...

Down to Hell, this little name,

What do we call this little game?

Death is certain, death is true...

...Look at this, now where are you?"