Who do you want to make your butcher? Christ or the devil at your shoulder? .. and your whole life is like a road only road to the scaffold
And you don't know what awaits you in the end .. You hear whisper of demons on this land:
"Did you think that hell it's fire and the pain? How do you wrong ... Real hell makes insane Beat a mark on his forehead carve the scars on his back
hell inside you don't forget it
you're run through the night forget yourself while they're hunting they're calling you their silent laugh flit through your mind
At night you tossed in delirium Cold clawed hands reached out to you You kept repeating to yourself the only prayer you remember- Lord, deliver us from evil And enlighten us the way...
I don't turn from my way and for everything I should pay should pay my way
at the end of the path you'll meet your butcher feel no fear and ready to this cause your whole life is like a road only road to the scaffold
hell inside you don't forget it
feel like a demon hugs you in the night your soul stand but still hopes that your judge will have a kind face at the end..
And you don't know what awaits you in the end But believe that there is justice in this land...