Dragged ya down below down to the devil's show, To be his guest forever, peace of mind is less than never. Hate to twist your mind, but God ain't on your side, an old acquaintance severed, burn the world your last endeavor. Flesh is burning, you can smell it in the air, 'cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal. So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head, you're now a slave until the end of time here. Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning, pull the trigger!