Réquiem en la Pista

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Intro People argue ’bout the afterlife, scrolling memes late at night, But if the options are Heaven, Hell, or Nothing…better choose right. Verse 1 I’m standing in the line like it’s the DMV, Clouds, fire, smoke, and a sign that says “Now serving: ME.” Three giant doors, Heaven glowing like a Chick‑fil‑A, Hell looks like Monday morning, traffic on the freeway. Verse 2 Nothing’s got a door that isn’t even there, Just a shrug emoji floating in the air. I ask, “What happens if I pick that mystery zone?” A voice says, “Bro, it’s like your ex…you’ll never get a text or a phone.” Hook Heaven, Hell, or Nothing at all, One’s a party, one’s a fiery call. Nothing’s just ads on an endless scroll, No snacks, no memes, no remote control. Verse 3 I’m like, “So if I choose nothing, do I at least get to rest?” Voice says, “Nope, not even sleep, just eternal ‘meh’ at best.” So I turn toward Heaven, hear someone call my name, Jesus daps me up like, “Good choice, man, welcome to the game.” Chorus I don’t want the smoke, I don’t want the void, Don’t want eternal loading screen deployed. If the doors are lit, burn, or blank, I’m walking through the one where the angels crank. When the credits roll and they shout “Well done!”, I’m glad I didn’t pick “Option: None.” Outro So if you see that meme and you’re stuck on the fence, Remember “Nothing” is just FOMO in the past tense. When the final scene plays and they ask what you chose, Say, “I skipped the glitch door and followed the One in the robe.” [Angeling singing] [Electric guitar]