devil tore me down spit in my face brought me to my knees in a crowded place dared me not to die said it d be a waste keeping me alive for a little taste but what s a little taste well i ve been through hell and back again gained some enemies and lost some friends but would i be a fool if i pretend that i could make it last until the bitter end but what s the bitter end is this the end for me my friend is this the end for me my friend 