Well, I watched the skies light up
Just like the end of days
A red and setting sun
Which of us will be saved?
Are there demons to the left of me and angels to the right?
Winding country road
Car caught up on fire
Don't know which way to go
Sat upon melting tyres
Does good carry a flaming sword and bad aim to stop the fight?
Can't demons love and angels tempt?
Is Hell below my feet and Heaven above my head?
Well, it's better not said
Caught up on city streets
Under the pouring rain
Well, they can't admit defeat
Because the world will never be the same
The end is coming now they're running out of time
Roar of motor bikes
Slim, pale, red and black
An unholy light
Filtering through smoking cracks
They walk forward hand-in-hand, wings stretched towards the sky
Can't demons love and angels tempt?
Is Hell below my feet and Heaven above my head?
Well, it's better not said
Is Hell below my feet and Heaven above my head?
Well, it's better not said