Living Hell

[Sardonicus] These days are colder now These days are bitter When the sickness in the city wins Before you know it nature takes over And the cruel infernal host Rises up triumphantly The black eyes of the demon bat streaming blood Tears for the fools volunteering for the slaughter God knows I've tried believing in the world To no avail In the end we're left with nothing but ourselves A living hell These days there's no loyalty There really isn't much of anything Did Christ feel the guilt of the sins he took on as his own When he was nailed to the cross like a criminal I think he did and I pity him Brought low by the common man And not a single one of them believes in redemption in the first place Anyway; Do they? God knows I've tried believing in the world To no avail In the end we're left with nothing but ourselves A living hell But remember Sardonicus is right up the street Just remember Sardonicus is right up the street AAAAAUUuCH