I walk away with flames inside
'Cause it's all your fault he died
I wish you would ride abide
With the Lord of Hell on his black chariot crying
With bloody tears of regret
You will be dying
And you still will remeber what I have said
We shall see your body lying
Churchbells will ring low
People will be screaming
That Sir Devil has rised from below
Before you die I must say
Have a bad time in Hell
Satan will make you flames inside you too
 
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