Gates of Hell - Those Poor Bastards

Tap tap tapping on my window

The long black fingernails of sorrow

Why don’t you go crawl back to God and rot there?

I don’t want to see you 'round here not anymore

The gates of hell are dark and grim

Encircled by a moat of sin

Do you think the pain is worth it?

Bind your lungs inside that corset

This day this week this month cannot be tolerated

Falling in this burning pit I thought we hated

The gates of hell are dark and grim

Encircled by a moat of sin

Companions I got none can’t you tell?

The jackals charmed 'em with their roadkill

Don’t you ever wonder why we are all trapped here?

Don’t you want to wander somewhere there’s still danger?

The gates of hell are dark and grim

Encircled by a moat of sin

Sometimes folks just need to suffer

It makes 'em mean it makes 'em tougher

Take this plow and plow away it just don’t matter

Put that pillow on my face so I can breathe sir

The gates of hell are dark and grim

Encircled by a moat of sin