Allow me to introduce you to hoodoo,
You too, it is something to do through to
The otherside of the crossroad,
It isn't voodoo, some think it is, but its not though,
Got thrown back into my chair
When i saw myself locked into a stare
With the devil it was never the same,
After that, the day was 11 of May
Revvin' away, into the sunrise,
Tongue-tied once i saw there was heaven to pay,
I severed a vein, but never again,
Forever remain the thought it was ever a game,
But blame the fuckin' devil again,
The level of fame that i wanted, required my soul,
The day that im honoured, for being ice cold
The world will know about the soul that i sold
This is the final battle, unravel the sound of the sun,
A death rattle that can be found in a gun,
The ace of spades turnin' into a cobra
Over my dead body when spotting a nova, and its corona,
I know the end is pretty near,
If i go the distance, this is what I'll hear,
"You're comin' with me, boy, there's nothin' to say
Times up that's enough of the games, toughen up!"
What the fuck? No, no, no, no, not now!
Its not my time yet, im 'sposed to go rock crowds!
"Shut up, you're comin' with me and that is final,
Do i look like i read the Bible, its trifle
You had your chance to become a disciple,
Break the cycle, but you didn't so this is where my arrival
Takes form, makes warm conversation,
So tell the people how you're now workin' for Satan
