PJP - The Gates Of Fiery Hell

A tonne of deception
Use a drug to cleanse your mind
A final reflection
On the guilt that builds in time

A trail of destruction
That will blow your open mind
A lack of emotion in your fire

I guess I'll see you
At the gates of fiery hell
I hope the devil sells your soul
And I'll be waiting
To see what you become
And see you crawl out of your hole

A life so bitter
Cynical with discontent
A heart thats broken
With a fix of cheap cement

You lost emotion
And you feel you're owed the world
Disillusion running high

I guess I'll see you
At the gates of fiery hell
I hope the devil sells your soul
And I'll be waiting
To see what you become
And see you crawl out of your hole

We owe you nothing
What do you believe
There's gotta be something
That makes your hate leave
Cos your disillusion
It's dragging you down
Cos all of your people, they won't stick around

Written by:
Paul Parker

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