When I . . . scream in pain
Do you . . . feel the same
Hell’s fire . . . burns my wounds
Soon to . . . all consume
In my darkest days, the heat is all I feel
Hell’s fire lights my way
I hear the tune, and the Reaper calls me
To do the dance of the dead
In my . . . twisted mind
Do you . . . hope to find
The only place . . . left uncharred
The only face . . . left unscarred
In my darkest days, the heat is all I feel
Hell’s fire lights my way
I hear the tune, and the Reaper calls me
To do the dance of the dead
Lyrics and music: Ian Eric w/Fish
Lyrical inspiration: Lou B.