Black Smoke

Black Smoke

It looks like black smoke, oh no (here it comes)

It looks like black smokes in the horizon

With grim reaper following time for dying

Once you step inside you will only find

The party you that you thought was left behind

Dark demons secrets crossbones on skeletons

Your moment of weakness cant be left the covers blown

You look into the eyes of Medusa and she glues you

take a little trip on the darkside

put another brick in the wall to kick and watch it all fall

just take a train ride ...

how am I gonna go to hell if I dont believe in hell