Welcome to The Arcade of Deyja
I am Deyja, the Arcade’s creator
I welcome both your enemies and neighbors
My customers are your lovers and your haters
And though I value their patronage too
My most valuable customer is you
I’m busy though so we can’t procrastinate
Looks like you’ve done enough just by your weight
Sitting down as you eat another plate
Of food that increases your pitiable state
On top of that, your sleep’s inadequate at best
You lie in bed, but you never really rest
So you imbibe a few elixirs to relax
The real solution’s running laps or jumping jacks
Your tolerance for substances just grows
Your exercise tolerance is at all-time lows
Let’s not forget the fact that you are stressed
Unmotivated, isolated, and depressed
Of course everybody knows that life’s not fair
A lot of people end up saying “I don’t care”
We understand here at the Arcade of Deyja
We understand those thought patterns and behavior
But Deyja’s Arcade is the ultimate solution
The next step in your journey’s evolution
No more broken promises or resolutions
We bring all of your pain to a conclusion
Close your eyes as we walk through the Hall of Mirrors
Those who indulge in vanity are inferiors
Plus we’ve had enough of self-reflection
Now if you please follow me in this direction
Ah, here’s a classic, check out Whack A Mole
The game trains you in being quick and having goals
None of the moles have come up, this must be defunct
In all honesty, it’s always been a piece of junk
Here’s an idea, how about some basketball?
Wait, someone deflated them, oh blast it all
Look, you should try out that dancing game
No points? Well, too bad, ain’t that a shame
I bet that on this simulated race you’re fast
Oh! Had hope for a second but you came in last
Well, it’s not been going well so far
Final test, guess the number of the coins in the jar
There’s two, that’s right, you deserve a prize
As a reward, I’ll put these coins over your eyes
As far as how your life went as a whole
You were never really in control
Now you’ll need those coins to pay the toll
So you can pay for ferrying your soul
I should have said as soon as you arrive
No one leaves The Arcade of Deyja alive
Then with a start, from his sleep, he emerged
It took some time for him to calm his nerves
It felt so real he truly was disturbed
And it was just a dream, oh how absurd
He woke up late though so he ran to avoid
Joining the ranks of all the unemployed
No time for breakfast, he’d have to glean
Something from his job’s vending machine
He looked inside his wallet for some ones
There was nothing, just the two coins he had won
Welcome to The Arcade of Deyja
I am Deyja, the Arcade’s creator
An arcade where you lose when you’re winning
Where you doubt your own reasons for living
This young man here cheated death, that’s a sin
But death is the house and the house always wins
