There you have it, that's our story.
Evil triumphs in the end.
Did you think it might be different?
You see it's just like life, my friend.
Virtue rarely gets rewarded
It's a fact I'm afraid that's true.
And the guilty tend to slip
Unpunished into the general view
Well that's life, but don't you know
Eventually it all comes around
All is equal when at last
We end up six feet underground.
Good or evil, fat or skinny
Bottom of the barrel or the upper crust
Pure of hear or Little Demons
All the same when they turn to dust