The symptoms end across the midnight air You look around to see yourself in his tear Hot knives, you know you're not alone The thunder burns your mind and cracks your bones Being in a hell Yeah This is our hell and that's the way we live Your heart starts mixed by a deadly rift There ain't no doorway to Satan's mind He takes your soul and leaves your shell behind Being in a hell Can't find a soul in this guitar Can't find a soul in this guitar Since a man dictates eternity We are the sons of Satan, we are free The final gift of Hades, Satan's man And now the future lies in his beloved hand Being in a hell Brought you to hell Yeah
