08. Gates Of Hell

I’m waiting outside the gates of heaven

I’ve been on your trail since the last we spoke

Oh brother, heaven is just a word

I’m counting the days of trust lost with fate

And since you’ve been praying outside the wrong gate

Let me tell you brother heaven is just a word

Oh you’ve been looming by the gates of hell

and it’s not my kind to refuse a wretched soul

Oh brother hell is not a word

I’m taking my time to take you to dryland

And isn’t that a sweet promise, to hang you where you stand?

Oh brother, hell is not a word

oh when the devil comes down, you’ll be on your knees and pray

oh when the devil comes down, you’ll be on your knees and pray

“Death, be my friend” but you’d better run, run

My hands are on fire, from crawling down below,

So I’m going up to heaven to bring you down home

And when the angels find I’m coming, oh brother they’d better run, run

oh when the devil comes down, you’ll be on your knees and pray

oh when the devil comes down, you’ll be on your knees and pray

“Death, be my friend”

I’m on my knees, begging you please, please

I’ve been up to heaven to seek the greater god

But brother, heaven was just a word

Now I raise my cup to the next god in line,

but I’m doomed to be myself for evermore

Oh brother, what if death is just a thought?

Would that move you? Move you?

If you see him coming, you’d better run, run

Just keep on waiting by the gates of hell

and it’s not my kind to refuse a wretched soul

Oh brother this hell is not for show

My hands are on fire, from crawling down below,

I would go up to heaven just to bring you down home

Oh brother, death is not a thought

oh when the devil comes down, you’ll be on your knees and pray

oh when the devil comes down, you’ll be on your knees and pray

“Death, oh Death be my friend”