Hells Bells Songtext

Bags packed ready to go. This one way ticket is redeemable no. Preach us straight to hell. Why let the end be near when it can be now? Nail my coffin and I will nail yours. No thank you I will manage (ways to return the ancient days/how can I see that you have given all for me) Paint your black picture with your shallow fucking thoughts. No. We won't, we can't sink sink in your ship. You will die alone (always falling behind) These cracks slip you through cracks in this broken pain, distorting all you see. You see death, you see suffering, you see nothing else