Lying cold in his arms

Lying on clammy ground

Lying old, time just passes by

Lying in a dark paradise

Lying deep, six feet down

Lying deep, six feet down

How come you want that thrill?

How come it's your life you spill?

How come you bring out no good?

Why don't you hold back when you should?

Make your big swallow

Slap your hand right down

Raise your thumb sky high

It's one way straight down

Make your big swallow

Slap your hand right down

Raise your thumb sky high

It's one way straight down

Lying cold in his arms

Lying on clammy ground

Lying old, time he passes by

Lying in a, a dark paradise

Go on thrill seeking

Go on, time's moving fast

Go on, keep screaming

Go on, you might not last

Make your big swallow

Slap your hand right down

Raise your thumb sky high

It's one way straight down

Make your big swallow

Slap your hand right down

Raise your thumb sky high

It's one way straight down

Creaking bones that don't move

Lying weak with no help

Feeling damp like water

Lying deep, shrieking

Crying out, turn around

He wants your hand

He wants your hand

With hearts that fall apart when you touch them

He wants your hand

He wants your hand

Lying cold in his arms no more

I am Satan

I am God

I am Satan

I am God

I am Satan

I am God