Hellboy and For Whom the Bell Tolls

With my hands I rip off my horns I wish to be a cambion no more I fought the demons, dragons and behomeths and to my favor is the score So through the towns of hell I walk only to find a little old mansion I enter and there behold is a pyramid, sphere and cube to my passion For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee... and whether heaven and hell exists it's for each to do or not believe