| They say that
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| Those in hell won’t come back
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| Eternally in pits of darkness
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| It’s the hardest thing to break someone free
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| (Come save me) I don’t wanna be here
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| (Don't leave me) By myself, no one is here
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| In darkness alone
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| Wanna hear about the night when Jamie Madrox died?
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| And I had to get him out of hell, and to my surprise
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| He had every serial killa standin' side by side
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| And they were all singin' along to «We don’t die»
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| And the fire was burnin' strong, using heads for his bongs
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| He was the king of everything wrong
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| And he didn’t wanna come back home
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| But I told him, everything down here would disappear
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| When I make that clear, it’s all a ploy to keep you near
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| And he just looked and gave a sneer, and said:
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| I’m not the Devil, but I’m bad as hell
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| But that motherfucker, he left as soon as I walked in
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| And I’m the reason when you’re breathing
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| All you’re smelling is sin
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| So when I died, I came to the place where I best fit in
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| And I play shackles on the demon, I watch, souls are tied
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| Like a couple of nooses, now there’s no more excuses
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| Why I cannot be ruling everything he was doing
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| Instead he left and I guess he meant
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| That hell got bent on the day he went, nah
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| Once upon a time, when Monoxide died
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| Had to get him out of hell, to my surprise
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| Closed my eyes and I journeyed to the other side
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| The night, the void of all light, hope everything goes right
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| Got an axe and a piece of a map, it’s a one way trip
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| Ain’t nobody comin' back but I am comin' back
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| And I’m bringin' Monoxide back with me
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| Hell better know about that
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| Swing, chop, mowin' down everything that’s in my way
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| And the angels, they say
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| The demons they know are keeping him close
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| And demons don’t play
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| Clean move away, I’m cuttin' heads off
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| No time for small talk, across the catwalk
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| Wait a minute, I see, never must’ve been, hear me
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| Surrounded by eleven and they all look grim
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| Butcher aprons with blood stains
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| Faces are pigs with people brains
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| All their sorts in wicked things, chained and summoning
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| Trying to put the spirit of the Devil in my brother
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| Must be outta your mind motherfucker
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| I’m standing right here with a double headed axe
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| Ready to fade to black, we gonna kill one another
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| Three of the pig face demons, they lunge toward me
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| Waving their blades in my face tryin' to sword me
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| All I can think is saving my brother
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| Bringing him back to the world, it’s about to get gory
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| Three dead demons as seven still stand here
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| Blood on my body, my axe, and my hand, and
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| All of the sudden they start eating his soul
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| And he starts to scream and I lose control
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| Chopping down demons, still screaming at red eyes
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| And demons are all turning him black
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| Then I break through the shackles, both wrists and ankles
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| Grab Monoxide and I climb right back
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| Come save me, don’t leave me, in darkness alone |