• I strode straight into Hell with weapons in my hands
    This time is different from all my last attempts
    It’s a little harder without that angel on my shoulder
    Reminding me just what I’m sacrificing my sanity for
    But blood I’ll spill, and tears I’ll shed
    Just to hold you safe in a bed
    Miles and miles away from this joke town
    I don’t like to play on Satan’s playground
    I can feel the strain, it’s eating me alive
    When it comes down to the raw and true
    I’ll do whatever it takes just to get to you
    The insanity is settling in
    Calm on the outside, screeching within