In the fifth circle, the wrathful rage
In the Styx's muddy, stagnant stage
Forever fighting, a vicious dance
Tearing each other, in a furious trance
Anger consumes, in life and death
In the Styx's depths, a suffocating breath
The wrathful pay for their vicious sin
In the fifth circle, where rage begins
Beneath the surface, the sullen mope
Gurgling and sighing, devoid of hope
Their apathy and gloom, a heavy weight
In the Styx's mud, a joyless fate
The City of Dis, the iron walls rise
Where the deeper circles and greater sins lie
The wrathful and sullen, just the start
Of the punishments that tear apart
Anger consumes, in life and death
In the Styx's depths, a suffocating breath
Both wrath and sullenness, the soul destroy
In the fifth circle, where pains annoy
The lesson here, control your rage
And apathy, life's joy will cage
For in the Styx, you'll pay the cost
Of wrath and gloom, forever lost
Let Artificial Intelligence Destroy. Me, Suno, and Claude.
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23 июн 2024
