Released from reason.nAlive with pain.nThe act has changed, the play's the same.nAs he and his ministers convergered, I peaked out from behind the well.nnAnd, oh, how I was suprised to learn the Devil is not the King of HellnThe Devil is not the King of Hell. nThe Devil is not the King of Hell.nA violent dance on slippery stonesnThe lines gone deadnWe're all alonenThe Devil is not the King of HellnnSmelling victorynThe engine humsnOff in the distace they beat the drumsnAdmist the blood and rubble I look for souvenirs to sellnnAnd, oh, how I was suprised to learn the Devil is not the King of HellnThe Devil is not the King of HellnThe Devil is not the King of HellnA violent dance on slippery stonesnThe lines gone deadnWe're all alonenThe Devil is not the King of HellnnBlack was the mark, black was the mark. Black was the mark laid on Kane.nBlack was the list, black was the list. Black was the list with our names.nBlack was the mark, black was the mark. Black was the mark laid on Kane.nBlack was the list, black was the list. Black was the list with our names.nnThe Devil is not the King of HellnThe Devil is not the King of HellnA violent dance on slippery stonesnThe line's gone deadnWe're all alonenThe Devil is not the King of HellnnTonight I'm gonna do something I've never done beforenI'm gonna find out what the screamings about on the other side of that doornSo, don't you bother calling, there ain't nobody homenSometimes we've gotta stand together, sometimes alone.nnThe Devil is not the King of HellnThe Devil is not the king of HellnA violent dance on slippery stonesnThe lines gone deadnwe're all alonenThe Devil is not the King of HellnThe Devil is not the King of HellnThe Devil is not the King of HellnA violent dance on slippery stonesnThe line's gone deadnThe line's gone deadnThe line's gone deadnThe line's gone deadnThe line's gone deadnThe Devil is not the King of Hell.