Take a look around, there ain't no angels here
Just a big red moon all bloody and dirty
Coughing like a factory in the atmosphere
Take a happy face, stick it on the Middle East
There's a light switch broken
And a million fingers pointing at each other
For a minute's peace
Sweet talking baby Jane
She's a little golden ___
Looks like Cleopatra, acts like Joan Crawford
Rolling on a carpet with an ice pick in her heart
And it's all or nothing
Feel like jumping
Wear my wings, wash my emtpy hands
And I don't know all that is
Like the place where angels live
All I know is Hell is not below
See Joe Public hanging from a red-tipped noose
Trapped in a bottle, drowning with a genie
Waist deep in wishes you can never use
At the last resort the geishas spread like flies
It's the moody black cloud all bitchy and muddy
Sticking to the ceiling like Gods on the night
Rotting in a (place) since she was only five years old
Only took a second as the windows shatter
Hell! I read about it
Hell! Lots of people doubt it
Hell! They'd better read some more
Hell!
When I was younger so much dumber than today
I never even read the Bible - Hell seemed far away
But I found the way to God and it's got a narrow door
But many find the way that's wide
And drop right through the floor
Hell is in the Bible many times
And I do not think it's just a state of mind
Hell will catch most people by surprise
Don't you see? Hell's real!
And now my life has changed and only by His grace
My sin dependence would have banished me to Hades
But every fire and brimstone preacher you ignore
Is only tryin' to save your life
From everlasting scorn
Tell me if you can why Jesus died
If it's true that we're all basically all right
Tell me why you feel that guilt inside
Don't you see? Hell's real!
When I was younger so much dumber than today
I didn't need no busybodies tellin' me I needed saved
But I found my way was wrong now I'm knockin' on your door
So while there's time you'll change your mind
And call upon the Lord
Hell is in the Bible many times
It's Luke 16 and Matthew 25
John verse 3:19 will tell you why
Don't you see? Hell's real!
Hell's real, Hell's real!
Matthew 25:41
The girl's perfection
inspires affection
It's queer
that here
he can't cast his spell
in her direction
Somewhere near
One senses fear
Casanova in Hell
The girl is naked
The boy is naked
He hides
inside
a secret chamber
There to gape
through a velvet drape
and dream of rape
Casanova in Hell
Her sharp suggestion
he couldn't get an erection
came as a shock
He finds himself
a laughing-stock
His ageing fate
to contemplate
Casanova in Hell
Back in the library
his revenge is his story
What he will write
will recall the bite
of his wit
and legendary appetite
The sybarite
Casanova is well
For Casanova has the last laugh
Creates the myth and vindication
of his sexual vocation
Makes the definitive collection
His lives and lovers and above all
his erection
This state I'm in
A place I've never been
I'm dyin' to meet you here
Come break this skin
I'll let you sink right in
And show you everythin'
See you in hell
We'll gather around the fire
And I will lead the choir
Sing farewell
See you in hell
Don't break my spell
We'll drown the wishin' well
We'll find some time to kill
I'll be right there
The buzz inside your head
The horrible electric chair
See you in hell
We'll gather around the fire
And I will lead the choir
Sing farewell
F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-follow for now
For no formidable fights I've been formed to forget
For pharoahe fucks familiar foes first
Befo' fondlin female mc's fiercely
Focus upon the facts that facts can be fabricated to form lies
My phonetics alone forces feeble mc's into defense on the fly
Feel me, for real-a
Let's get the skrilla's out the hands of these gorillas
Make the whole world feel us
From the crack to the cap peelers
To the niggaz in the back shootin craps wit the axe-wheelers
Relax till it's, time for the immaculate miraculous
Thirteen, ooowww, the illest!!
To all my niggaz who been shitted on, let's get it on
Think I'm gonna let it hang, and sit it on
The desk of any redneck record exec
I strike em wit the right hand send em a step
And this is (hell!) this is (hell!)
This is (hell!)9x
This is hell, incest kids under pressure
In the corner clutchin they genitals by the dresser
A hundred cc's of the uncut cleanest
In the vein, twenty-four hours of intravenous
To the left, we have right wing extremists
On a screen a man exposes his breasts wit no penis
Martinez, probably
Just as raw as lady saw esocidae this is (hell!)
This is (hell!)8x
This is, this is, this is, this is
This is, this is, this is, this is
[canibus]
Yo yo I feel like I'm one of the livest
One of hip hop's finest, elite rhymers
And I plan to graduate wit honors
But one day we'll all be a bunch of old-timers wit alzheimer's
Lookin at our label's roster wonderin how the fuck they forgot us
After we done recorded dozens of albums
And made em hundreds of thousands of dollars, they still dropped us
We givin niggaz what the fuck they want
A holocaust, stompin niggaz wit a thousand man march
I ain't livin in hell, hell's livin in me
That's why I'm always screamin on you fuckin mc's
The shit that I quote, float wit the buoyancy of a boat
Wit the potency of a scorpion sting to the throat
Overdose that's extremely fatal
Doctors in white labcoats scramble for an antidote to save you
You can't breathe, your chest feels painful
Your skin color's goin from dark brown to beige-blue
Your whole room's full of angels
All in your ear tryin to tell you which God you should pray to
You pray to je-sus, but he don't wanna save you
'cause you unfaithful, so he gives you to azazel
You're paralyzed on the operatin table
Prayin for canibus to slice you from head to navel
You banned from tv, banned from cd's
Banned from dvd's and downloadable mp3s!
help me
eternity
wandering about
endless
where is the light
soulcage
no way out
this is hell
rotating infinity
eternal alteration
I didn't want to be here
I'm still alive, alive
get your bands of my possession
We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell
It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell
It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Every Sunday dressin' up, catchin' gossip at its worst
Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the
Catholic Church
Caught up in the rapture of the First Chapter and
Second Verse
If we all God's children then what's the word of the
reverend worth
Taught early that faith is blind like justice when you
facin' time
If we all made in God's image then that means his face
is mine
Wait or it's that blasphemy, it's logical it has to be
If I don't look like my father then the way I live is
bastardly
Naturally that's confusion to a young'n tryin' to
follow Christ
Taught that if you don't know Jesus then you lead a
hollow life
Never question the fact that Jesus was Jewish not a
Christian
Or that Christianity was law accordin' to politicians
Who was King James, and why did he think it was so
vital
To remove chapters and make his own version of the
Bible?
They say Hell is underground and Heaven is in the sky
And they say that's where you go when you die
But how they know?
We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell
It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell
It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us
I've been to many churches, I've quoted many verses
I've dealt with my base self, I controlled my many
urges
I used to study my lessons, it was a blessin' not a
curse
I learned that heaven and hell exist right here on
Earth, word
Studied with Rastafarians and learned from the dreads
That Hell is called Babylon
And that's where them crazy boarheads dwell
They got us thinkin' that Muslims like to make bombs
But real Muslims believe in paradise and the resist the
Shaitan
So it all sound the same to me, that's why when they
One is right and the other is wrong, it just sound like
game to me
It's like God skipped past the church and came to me
No, that ain't vain to me
It's just a particular way that I came to see
The difference between those who claim to be
Religious and those that say they spiritual and
recognize
That life is full of miracles, you could see my glow in
a rhyme
The poem divine 'cause it coincide with a grow in the
time
That those who lookin' for God knowin' to go inside
We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell
It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Livin' in mass confusion, lookin' for absolution
The gas induces psychopath, produce the last solution
Based on his interpretation of what the words were
sayin'
Tryin' to get to God but ended up doin' the work of
Satan
Religion create division, make the Muslim hate the
Christian
Make the Christian hate the Jew
Make the rules of faith that you condition to
And gotta to follow and God forbid you go to Hell
But if you ever walked through any ghetto
Then you know it well
[Incomprehensible] after me
Preacher says, he's blasphemy
I say there's gotta be a better explanation
[Incomprehensible] you
I pray that God hears you
Take one look at your rear view
And if you see what I see
[Incomprehensible]
We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell
It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell
It's all goin' to hell
It's all goin' to hell
Yup, we livin' in hell
Yup, they givin' us hell
We know that what we reap we sow
But we forget how low we can go
You think it's bad here on Earth
But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell
Hell, hell, hell, hell
Hell, hell, hell
Rrwoooaaaw!
Ahh, Ahhh
Burning now I bring you Hell!
Ahh, Ahhh
Oh, burning now I bring you Hell!
Read me tonight, when the warnings said leave a shudder upon you
Running from all that you feared in your life
Soul of the night, when the sun mislead paint a horror upon you
Marking the moment, displaying in my ghost of a life!
And I can't get round the way you left me out in the open
To leave me to die!
So how can I, forget the way you lead me through the path into Heaven
To leave me behind!
Now I can't stay behind
Save me, from wreaking my vengeance
Upon you, to killing more than I can tell
Burning now I bring you Hell!
Free me tonight, as the animal kings breathe their terror upon you
Caught in the moment, engaging in my
Bloodlust tonight, now I can't control my venom's flow
Get back from me demon, or be exorcised!
All my emotion and all my integrity
All that you've taken from me
All my emotion and all my integrity
All that you've taken from me
Now I can't stay behind
Save me, from wreaking my vengeance
Upon you, to killing more than I can tell
Soul of the night, I know
Now I can't stay behind
Save me, from wreaking my vengeance
Upon you, to killing more than I can tell
In the afterlife
You'll be headed for the serious strife
Now you make a scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay
People listen attentively
I mean about future calamity
I used to think the idea was obsolete
Until I heard the old man stamping his feet
This is a place where eternally
Fire is applied to the body
Teeth are extruded and bones born aground
And made into cakes which are passed around
Beauty, Talent, Fame, Money, Refinement
Top skill and braaaain
But all the things you try to hide
Will be revealed on the other side
Now the D and the A and the M and the N
And the A and the T and the ION
Lose your face
Lose your name
Then get fitted for a suit of flaaame
D and the A and the M and the N
And the A and the T and the ION
Lose your face
Lose your name
No I'm not ready for a big bad step in the direction
No I'm not ready for downtown trash void collection
four blocks,
Running hard don't walk alone at night city scapes city
change before they die
Four blocks that I should mention in a song if I wanna
get a long with change,
Who doesn't want to change this?
I know you feel it too, these words get over used when
we get up and over it and over them,
Up and over it and over them,
I know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue, when
you get up and over it and over them,
Oh and no, Oh and no
No We're not ready for fair distribution just determine
the solution
No We're not ready for hell hell no four, hell hell no,
Four days wide awake why slide along and say it girls
afraid girl will change just move away
For days that I mention in a song move along get ahead
get her hand and bring her with you.
I know you feel it too, these words get over used when
we get up and over it and over them,
Up and over it and over them,
I know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue, when
you get up and over it and over them,
Oh and no, oh and no
Always to remove all the bad that we do,
From the heart and the soul of the city that sad and
cold
For ways to collect to what we say and what we save to
discard and discover a brand new way,
I know you feel it too, these words get over used when
we get up and over it and over them,
Up and over it and over them,
I know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue, when
you get up and over it and over them,
I know you feel it too, these words get over used when
we get up and over it and over them,
Up and over it and over them,
I know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue, when
you get up and over it and over them.
I have no fingertips
They were burned away from too many stove trips
Can't find no fingernails
I ate them off cause I was hungry as hell
Can't read, can't clear my mind
So here I go I've got to get into this lifetime
I think I'm gonna build a fence
To keep inside what little sense
The sense of taste
The sense of smell
The sense to sit here and feel like hell
To feel like hell
The sun, the moon, the stars
Is that what you're thinking that you are
As I'll disintegrate over time
If I expect my Body to try and keep up with my mind
Today everything's mine
Today everything's mine
In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay
People listen attentively
I mean about future calamity
I used to think the idea was obsolete
Until I heard the old man stamping his feet
This is a place where eternally
Fire is applied to the body
Teeth are extruded and bones are ground
And baked into cakes which are passed around
In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay
Beauty, talent, fame, money, refinement, job skill and brain
And all the things you try to hide
Will be revealed on the other side.
In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay
Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A
And the T and the I-O-N
Lose your face
Lose your name
And get fitted for a suit of flames.
Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A
And the T and the I-O-N
Lose your face
Lose your name
Melting into the crowd, the basaclica
The bells of rome proclaming
In the mid-day heat
"Hosanna! Holy Father! Benedictus!"
The face of a man who never considered an angel...
Sint mihi dei acherontis propitii, valeat
Numen triplex jehovae
May the gods of acheron look with favour upon me
Away with the spirit of the three fold Jehovah
A sleep like the ages
A sleep like death
Like gog and magog
Blood flowing like dreams
Black stole and black chasuble. black cope
Angelic perfection
Perfect pope murder
Pre-sanctification
Hell. God. Devil. Amen. Hey.
A sleep like the ages
A sleep like death
Like gog and magog
Blood flowing like dreams
Pre-sanctification
Hell. God. Devil. Amen. Hey.
Hereupon, I defy God and his Christ
The angels of heaven
Rejecting all that lives in gods name
Death is meaningless, pain is endless
Satanic succubus
Profane, deranged
Follow for now, for no formidable fights
I've been formed to forget
For Pharaoh fucks familiar foes first
Befo' fondlin' female MC's fiercely
Focus upon the facts
That facts can be fabricated to form lies
My phonetics alone forces feeble
MC's into defense on the fly
Feel me, for real-a
Let's get the skrilla's out the hands of these gorillas
Make the whole world feel us
From the crack to the cap peelers
To the niggaz in the back
Shootin' craps with the Axe-wheelers
Relax till it's, time for the immaculate miraculous
Thirteen, oow, the illest!
To all my niggaz who been shitted on, let's get it on
Think I'm gonna let it hang, and sit it on
The desk of any redneck record exec
I strike 'em wit' the right hand, send 'em a step
And this is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is Hell, incest kids under pressure
In the corner clutchin' they genitals by the dresser
A hundred CC's of the uncut cleanest
In the vein, twenty-four hours of intravenous
To the left, we have right wing extremists
On a screen a man exposes his breasts with no penis
Martinez, probably
Just as raw as Lady Saw Esocidae
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is
(Hell!)
This is, this is, this is, this is
This is, this is, this is, this is
Yo, yo, I feel like I'm one of the livest
One of hip hop's finest, elite rhymers and I plan to graduate wit honors
But one day we'll all be a bunch of old-timers wit Alzheimer's
Lookin' at our label's roster wonderin' how the fuck they forgot us
After we done recorded dozens of albums
And made 'em hundreds of thousands of dollars, they still dropped us
We givin' niggaz what the fuck they want
A holocaust, stompin' niggaz with a thousand man march
I ain't livin' in hell, hell's livin' in me
That's why, I'm always screamin' on you fuckin' MC's
The shit that I quote, float wit the buoyancy of a boat
With the potency of a scorpion sting to the throat
Overdose that's extremely fatal
Doctors in white lab coats scramble for an antidote to save you
You can't breathe, your chest feels painful
Your skin color's goin' from dark brown to beige-blue
Your whole room's full of angels
All in your ear tryin' to tell you which God you should pray to
You pray to Jesus, but He don't wanna save you
'Cuz you unfaithful, so He gives you to Azazel
You're paralyzed on the operatin' table
Prayin' for Cannibals to slice you from head to navel
You banned from TV, banned from CD's
In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay
People listen attentively
I mean about future calamity
I used to think the idea was obsolete
Until I heard the old man stamping his feet
This is a place where eternally
Fire is applied to the body
Teeth are extruded and bones are ground
And baked into cakes which are passed around
In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay
Beauty, talent, fame, money, refinement , job skill and brain
And all the things you try to hide
Will be revealed on the other side.
In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay
Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A
And the T and the I-O-N
Lose your face
Lose your name
Oh, I have seen the light
And all I wanted was to put it out
And I heard about peace, love and good
I felt like destroying it all, as soon as I understood.
So when offered the sacred blood of Jesus Christ
For once I spat in the cup
And for each time you prayed save him
I threw you spells, saying piss in the eye of the lamb
Holy father, I turned from you
Threw the cross into the fire
Your name I deny
May the kingdom, the power and glory be taken from thee
I close my eyes, now I dream of Hell
I've been walking for long
Through the valley of the shadow of death
Lucifer's light guiding me
On my path made of remains from people like you
I'd rather spend my eternity in a lake of fire
Than together with you
Praying sheep, stinking church rats, your empty smiles
Make me nauseous and eager to kill
Still no conscience, still no regrets after all that
I've done
'Cause I've never felt anything but contempt and scorn
For this world and mankind
A human life is worth nothing to me
I've dreamt of sulphur spheres
Where black's the lightest nuance
And I've seen you suffer there
In anguish. In tormenting void
And each night, in the rivers of all-consuming fire
And that fire remains within me wherever I walk
All my hate is but love for the Lord
My tongue's cloven like the snakes, sharp as the sword
With which the lambs shall be slaughtered
To water the soil with holy blood
Walk into me, wander beyond the grace of god
Into starless nights
Soon to enter, the kingdom of shadows in abyssal grave
I look up to the sky
I look down to the city lights
I wish there´ll be
A major thunderstorm
To cause a blackout
Of all electric light
I need a real dark night
I don´t see the stars
Where are you?
Don´t leave me here!
Where ten thousand hell winds blow
What do I see?
I see birds fly
I see airplanes fly
I see couples fly inside an alien philosophy
They have no awareness
No awareness of each other
A fear of being alone
Is all that keeps them together
Where are you?
Don´t leave me here!
Where ten thousand hell winds blow
Hell is my witness
I won´t have peace of mind
´Till I find a greater Love
´Till I find you
Days of fury! Days of lonely hopes!
A haunted castle is my heart
My hopes bring out skeletons in motion
Only to bite my devotion to love
Where are you?
Don´t leave me here!
Where ten thousand hell winds blow
I walk over a drawbridge
I´m spending so much time
Looking for a glowing sky
I don´t see the drawbridge
Strong under my feet
It worries me to give up
Searching for you one day
It worries me to give up
Where are you?
There´s a love gene in my blood
Makes me pursue an image of you
This gene is Hallucinogenic
[Sample: Tyler]
What the hell?
[Verse 1:]
I ain't been home in a week
Barely been to Pasadena since them San Fran streets
I stayed at night at the studio, I get no sleep
My passion for this music yo, it's far too deep
I rest for 3 hours a day, 4 and an half if I'm lucky
4: 45 in the mornin and I'm the only one up see
I'm all about the hustle, Hodgy 'bout his grind
And y'all no longer struggle once you make up your mind
I had up my mind and now I'm takin my time
Steady niggas takin from mine, I recordin out in space
Spendin time, lendin rhymes
Out and hand mixtapes to a fan giving and gettin grams
Odd Future shinin S.P.F. sunscreen
Needs to be applied to burn from sunbeams
Teach a lesson if haven't learned from one's schemes
Mankind wouldn't be realistic if no one dreamed, yeah
[Hook: Frank Ocean]
I got, I got (Anime on the screen)
I got, I got (Pen in hand, scripting dreams)
I got, I got (Rich man said to me
Just remember one thing
You'll never have time [x4])
[Verse 2:]
I knew it, mama I knew it
One wish every birthday candle before I blew it
Son carved the path out but I drew it, sicker than the flu
I'm on my stew shit, just let it simmer and brew
With no remembering you
We fall out in the winter
September, October, Novembering you
No contendor with you, I'm like tendering food
Zip-Lock marinated, cook it if you care to take it
There's time now to bake it, mama show me how you make it
Bring me to life with those icing covered knives
Single handedly raised us, sacrifice and had to fight for
Pages to raised us, lovers is what made us
Today trust we always got steel
I'll protect if I'm goin shot kill, I'm the star, twinkle twinkle
Thanks for every birthday you lit candels for cake sprinkles, uh
[Hook: Frank Ocean]
I got, I got (Anime on the screen)
I got, I got (Pen in hand, scripting dreams)
I got, I got (Rich man said to me
Just remember one thing
You'll never have time [x4])
Yo, yo what the fuck is an interlude anyway
What the fuck is an interlude for man what the hell
Do you need a fuckin interlude for man
Hell
(Lyrics/Music-James Miller)
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You stole my love
You stole my heart
You stole my girl
You stole my car
You stole my home
I'll see you in Hell!
You might get there first, I'll never tell
I'll see you in Hell!
I'll never tell
I'll see you in Hell!
Copyright © 2010 James Miller Band (ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured
Tis the coming of the calm before the storm
Is it in the nick of time are we already out of line
I think its time we got ready€.
And did you crucify yourself show resistance or beg for some more I wanna
wish you well
I don€™t think it went so well
I wanna wish you well
A line is on your mind and your eyes aren€™t gonna close
That€™s why your hair stays so heavy
A blurry blissful swift decent
And now you wonder where you went
And did you qualify yourself crucify yourself
Lose your direction
Or go for the gold
I wanna wish you well
I didn€™t think youd come in
Thank you for coming here
Get me out as fast as you can
This aint my hell I wanted
Whos gonna want hell if ya want it ( 2 X€™s)
Would you like to gain your perspective
I couldn€™t get it anymore
I wanna wish you well
I don€™t think it went to well
I wanna wish you well
Well I didn€™t think youd come here for me
Thank you for coming here
Get me out as fast as you can
This aint my hell I wanted
Whos gonna want hell if ya want it ( 2 X€™s)
You lock me up, put me in a cell
Make my life some kind of hell
You beat me up nearly every time
You shout hey boy keep in line
You boys in blue you make me sick
You knock me down with your riot stick
You pick me up, take me away
Hell!!!
The hell is a dark place
The home of the lost souls
I warn the human race
Devil chose the earth to take away
Hell,
The devil's lair
Hell,
Burn your brain
Hell,
Is where you suffer
Hell,
Well of pain!!!
Lucifer wants you
Wanna take you to that place
Fuck you, your piece of shit
I will spit in your face
Hell
The Devil's lair
Hell,
Burn your brain
Hell,
Is where you suffer
Hell,
Well of pain
The dark empire's in the surface
Save your soul, save your butt
And all that I have to say
The hell is on the earth
Hell,
The devil's lair
Hell,
Burn your brain
Hell,
Is where you suffer
Hell,
Bring out your dead!
Bring out your dead!
Roses blister on his skin, fill him full of lies
Withered posies crumbling in his hand
Destroy the lucky amulet, and damn us with the flies
Read the last rites
"Blessed be the people" is a mockery
From clergy which approve the kiss of death
Ring-a-ring the children sing, the black plague bells are heralding
Their funeral pyre, for beggar, priest and king
Chorus:
No, no, no - Nobility's no sanctuary
Flee, flee, flee - The rat's bubonic flea
But the scourge is everywhere, England weeps in her despair
And in misty eyes a cure cannot be seen
Raging pox and pestilence are dripping with the blood
The slavering black dog roams everywhere
Smites the ones he bites, and drags the ones he misses down
The worst is yet to come
As 1665 turns into 666
A dread like none before grips every man
As the prince of darkness sets aloose his wicked bag of tricks
Will the evil lord unleash his masterplan?
Chorus:
No, no, no - Nobility's no sanctuary
Flee, flee, flee - The rat's bubonic flea
But the scourge is everywhere, England weeps in her despair
And in misty eyes a cure cannot be seen
"This plague and the impending conflagrations are signs from God
And thus we, the flagellants, shall inflict punishment
Upon our bodily flesh and other earthly manifestations
To atone for the sins of the world"
Satan had sent out a plot as cruel as it was grand
To raze away the English capital
As the final time began, he brought the flames to make his stand
And thirteen times the baker shook his hand
In the hellish heat of his retreat, the Devil did a spy
The souls of London town are ripe for taking
From the depths of his disguise, through the black slits of his eyes
The fallen angel watched the city die, die, die, die
Chorus:
No, no, no - Nobility's no sanctuary
Flee, flee, flee - The rat's bubonic flea
But the scourge is everywhere, England weeps in her despair
And in misty eyes a cure cannot be seen
Fire, fire, fire - is burning London town
Try, try, try - to beat the flames down
But the heat is too intense, and it's thirst cannot be quenched
And London's burning to the ground
Ground!
London's burning to the ground!
Ring-a-ring o' roses
A pocket full of o' posies
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
Searching for something, I look through the open door
I feel a raw anticipation I've never known before
Strange sensations shake my senses to the core
My head is reeling, but my body craves for more
Chorus:
If you truly believe in what you do
Your dreams one day will come true
If you truly believe in what you do
One day your dreams will come true
Braving the unknown I walk through the open door
Could this be my reincarnation? I have felt this thrill before
The revelations of rebirth fill me with the greatest awe
My addiction to adrenaline screams forevermore
Chorus:
If you truly believe in what you do
Your dreams one day will come true
If you truly believe in what you do
One day your dreams will come true
One day your dreams will come...
If you truly believe in what you do
I am the messenger, I come to you this day
Bringing dreadful warnings, heed what I say
Think well on my words and do not delay
Your faith will be the spade with which you dig your own grave
Chorus:
I have knowledge, I have seen
What our master hes decreed
From this day, oh, it shall be
On Earth as it is in Hell
As it is in Hell
Vile venomous visions infest my dreams
Foul forthcomings my brains unseem
The wheel is spinning, spawned is the seed
Of the Devil incarnate, evil extreme
Chorus:
I have knowledge, I have seen
What our master hes decreed
From this day, oh, it shall be
On Earth as it is in Hell
As it is, as it is, as it is in Hell
Our father where are you?
Now your prophecy is coming true
When your children scream and cry
When we suffer and will die forever
On Earth as it is in Hell!
On Earth as it is in Hell!
On Earth as it is in Hell!
On Earth as it is in Hell!
Who can we believe in? Who do we turn to now?
Who will be our saviour in the end?
What's the final answer? Submit to the evil lord
The tempter or "Holy one" by who we are conemned?
I am the messenger, I come to you this day
Bringing dreadful warning, heed what I say
Hark well on my words and do not delay
Your faith will be the spade with which you dig your own grave
Chorus:
I have knowledge, I have seen
What our master hes decreed
From this day, oh, it shall be
On Earth as it is in Hell
The only thing permanent about true love
is the pain you feel when it goes
So turn your back on forever
run from the past as it explodes
You are a mirror image
of a god you'll never know
who created hell
to show you how to be alone
Break the heart of the one you love
to serve the one you fear
So used to self-abuse by now
because the end is always near
You are a mirror image
of a girl you'll never know
Who waits in hell
Intense fire!
Will I be sacrificed in this chaos?
We need to be saved from this Hell we are in
You!
In the sky
In the stars
I am your awakening God
I want to set you free
From this cold winter you trapped yourself
Lightning your hidden flame
You are trying to exile
All of your fears inside
So if you want to be free
Listen to me
In all this time
That I've been questioning your existence here
You have not appeared to show your compassion
So are these the means to show us the way?
How can I see the truth by myself?
And where were you in all this time that I was in dark?
I want you to hear my screams
My screams for stop
You will only understand me
When you know your Self
Leaving behind the reality that they sell to you
And watching it on your own
And so, and, and so?
Will I ever be the chosen one?
If I believe in this fake Christ
Will I never reach this far sky?
The sky is inside you
And you are free from
All those lies they told you to believe
To be less than an immortal being
I don't want you to protest I don't want you to riot
I don't want you to write to your congressman because I won't know what to tell you to write
I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime on the streets
All I know is that first you've got to get mad!
Seven craps eleven there's no gambling in heavenAnd it
would seem to me to be the sin that there's no Bourbon
Jack or Gin
Eternity is far to long the reason why I wrote this song
Hell, it sounds pretty good to me
Hell, it sounds pretty good to me
Hell, it sounds pretty good to me
The Father Son and Holy Ghost pornography is what I miss
most
I'm high and dry with Saint Peter I ain't got no friends
here either
Explain to me this place called heaven with no room for
wayward women
{Chorus}
If I could live my life again I'd live my life a life of
Satan sports a three piece suit indulge in the house of
ill repute
And it's a pity there's no one to tell that I'd rather be
in . . .
