The sun is going down, the sun is almost gone
Comes the Blackness of the night…will you ever see the dawn?
You thought that you could hide, you thought that you’ed be hid
They’re coming for your soul…Demons from the Id
Behind every blade of grass, lurks a Demon for your soul
They’ll drag you down to Hell, they’ll drag you to Seoul
You’ll kick and scream in agony, too damn late for you to pray
With barbed hooks they’er going to drag, drag your soul away
You’ll be impaled on a stake, over burning flaming fire
FOREVER there you’ll burn, you and every other LIER [1]
Run call Dale Koller, ask him is this be so
For both of you awaits, anguish pain and woe
You’ll burn with Dusty Rhoades, he led the way to Hell
His gOSPEL was a FARCE! He worshiped the gOD Bel [2]
[1] Richard E Rhoades, Dale Koller, Ken Brandt, Henry Dziczkowski
[2] Galatians 1:4 ~ 8
