I've got the devil by my bedsidenWe talk from time to timenAbout our favourite sonnAnd the bells that chimennI've got deserters as companionsnI need the battles to stay in placenBut I really can't make it rhyme with safennLike ashes like millions of private thingsnWe lead them deceive themnStill to remainnWe used to burn bad bridgesnWe used to point our fingers and laughnWe disappeared but we never leftnnParting's all I know of heavennAnd all I need of hellnSo I seek the places where sickness dwellsn