Going to Hell

As I lay here in my grave

I feel strange but not alive

Don't hear no sounds

Only slashes of the knives

I'm going to hell tomorrow

So why care today

No reason to cry, in the future I'll pay

We'll meet in the Devil's home

Sooner than I know

I'm going to hell tomorrow

It's my time to go

I feel myself going down and down

My soul's in hell, my body's underground

I'm going to hell

I'm going to hell

I'm going to hell

Tomorrow

Now Satan wants to know

As he calls upon your soul

In the Devil's fire

Yes the fire he controls

I know it's hell, there's so much confusion

I'm in hell, or is it an illusion

I know it's hell because of the fire

I cannot stop this burning desire to live

Then Satan does devour

The minds who die

He says come on down; don't be shy

I'm here in hell - come and join me

He is the Devil, with your life he holds the key

Come on down and you will be my slave

I will take you from your eternal grave