The devil plays hits
Where you'd least expect
Its cold and dark when you're buried alive

See how it feels marching into the flames
Its warm and bright when you're burning alive

The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here
Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you
That's what the rats call eternity
All in before you
No one watches anyway
No one watches anyway

Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be marching in to the flames right along with you?
Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be here waiting in a line for hell with you?
Voices distorted Specks of grey
Good looks converted Specks of grey
Voices distorted, good looks converted
Specks of grey
Specks of black and white
Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be marching in to the flames right along with you?

Spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here
Lost in a cast of millions
Fall in line