Nothing's static
So dramatic
She's ecstatic
She is plastic
Touching her lips
Flame in her hips
Dopamine drip
Power tripping
Sunken eyelids
Soda pop sips
Dehydration
Hedo-nation
Down in Hades
With the lady
Of the night I
Come alive
Time's drippin down from our Midas cup
I'm looking down but seeing up
She's drinking blood on video
Marcus Antonius with his Cleo
Patra, when I am looking at ya
I see shaded pastures, greener than before
Of your stature — statutory rapture
Of the devil girl next door
Club inferno, we'll flare out with the rest of them
She said: What do I care, most fun is had down below
Don't wanna fly where there's no air with the rest of them
The burning flame melts all residual snow
Burn it all to a crisp
Silver tongue girl with a lisp
Just come give us a kiss
Nothing better than to end like this
Second circle of hell
When you're in it, it's harder to tell
Where the high [and] hangover switch
I am bewitched, with you in this ditch
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Age old story
Boy and girl, so boring
She appeared before me
"Outta purgatory"
Devil girl who showed me underworld untold, she's got
A stranglehold on my whole soul
Lucifer, we will chase you out of Earth
She said: what do I care most fun is had down below
Bash Gabriel's head with his horn in a gleeful mirth
The burning flame melts all residual snow
Second circle of hell
When you're in it, it's harder to tell
Where the high-hangover switch
I am bewitched, with you in this ditch
Just look ahead, don't mind the swell
It gets real good after the dizzy spell
The lovers' quarrel at the end of our times
The cataclysm — yet I'm feeling just fine
(I'm feeling) great! We feel elated, there's no more need for
Sanctity and purity and lurid insecurity
The gates are open everyone can join
Our perfect liberation of this burning sensation
Some call it love or lust or being young
I call it slavery of the wildest kind of fun
The dream that they'll [have] never ever dream[ed] of
I don't need a buddha, there will never be enough
Judas Priest speaks the sermon starts
Congregation's spirit is off the charts
Until life undo us part
Sanctimonious preacher hearts — listen!
We will laugh to our hearts content
Off the years you fuckers spent
Purveyors of the right path, so swell
Well, I guess I'll see you in hell