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Though I've walked down a crooked path That don't mean it wasn't cursed My feeble heart was filled with wrath My poison mind with thoughts perverse And the devil is living my basement I'm trying hard to hide him from my wife And I know some day I'm gonna have to face him But for now I keep my secrets with the night As I breeze through this windy city The devil he now rides upon my back And all the boys here look mighty pretty I need a fix and Lord I need it fast I let my house guests rest in my crawl space Don't let anyone tell you that I'm a bad host I take cover behind my white face paint While I battle my bitter father's ghost And by now the hounds have surely caught my scent In just a short time I'm no longer free Oh, Lord you know I would repent But now the devil he speaks for me And the icy needle kisses my veins As I kiss my dear sister goodbye Now as I descend into the final flames It's my turn to die Aus Songtexte Mania