i try to avoid the fiery swell
but it seems that i like the torture, suspense,
i like the heat
so i chained my self to the gates at the dawn of hell
i entertained a double bill of love
oh the poems, songs,
all of the romance
its soon to be caressing my neck till im killed enough
and now im gonna be damned to purgatory
awainting the end to my everlasting story
well where will i go from there
i still dont know
i might live but i suspect i will be killed just enough
