Now your knocking at hte devils door Outside its pouring rain I know what your looking for Im not a fool to play your game Play your game You fear what you don't understand Listen to teh howling wind The fatal flaw in your master plan You'r gana pay And you can't win You can't win You've got to have it all Making people feel small Your precious money made Blood suckers With your paid??????? All the lies you told Come and get you when your old Because of that heart of stone Your gana be Alone and old Now your crying at the serpants gate Burning up in the blinding sun Our lives they were entwined by fate