the dotted line All I want is just your soul Tighten your belt and lets go Standing in line to get to the fairground Heading to the wicked side One way ticket, there is no returning Leave your soul at the gates
Out of doubt, no hope Satan feeds our madness Insanity con
Ohhh, will we find a way to the other side Heading for a light Who is holding the key, why cant we see The dark ride
I force the engine of your deadly sins Even through the darkest phase Be it thick or thin Im your pain when you cant feel I know too well youll follow me, you follow me down