Hell Is - Overkill

Sweeter, then you leave me

Hanging on a circle

Nine to the center of eternity divine

And if you don’t believe me

Sorrow has a purpose

Forgiving indiscretions, left for me the blind

And when the judgement rendered

Incapacitation

Forever is just nothing when your trading it for time

Angel on my shoulder

Devil in my pocket

I’m just doing fine, on the line

Hell is, for the not like them

All fired up and ready for the promised land

Hell is, for the other man

All fired up, doing the best he can

Attendance is required

For those less inspired

Patience is a vice counting one through nine

And if it was desire

That brings you into fire

The outer rings are knocking

For the very last time

All the souls are grieving

Murderers are thieving

Suffer at the core is a friend of mine

Angel on my shoulder

Devil hot and colder

I’m just doing fine, on the line

We condemn, false accusation

We condemn, man’s liberation

We condemn, no reservation

We condemn, abomination

We condemn, all accusation

We condemn, man’s innovation

We condemn, no reservation

We condemn, abomination

Bitter as you grieve me, never did you believe me

Judgement at the center of eternity divine

Contentment is illusive, religiously intrusive

Tell me where to go, tell me where to sign

An when the child’s finished

And the man diminished

Remember that he is still a friend of mine

Angel in my pocket, devil on a rocket

I’m just doing fine