well i got no time no time to kill when i die i ll leave no will well i ll climb right outside my grave when i get back i ll make you pay well i ll think it over in my head when you re not here i ll just play dead the devils on my back alright just paint it black i ll feel alright well i hear the hounds they call at night when i first woke i felt that bite cemetery gates won t break i ll lose the chains around my leg