There's All the Hell Within Your Eyes
There’s all the hell within your eyes
Don’t touch the reign of flame
The people are not happy, Christ!
They’re weak, they have to blame.
The rain is scratching my pale face
To say its last goodbye
We’re blind we won’t return the grace
of heaven and we cry.
And silly people of a crowd
are watching far beyond
The hell of being makes us shout
The hell that we’ve just found.
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