Track 4 from the classic "Hellfire Club" album, pitched half a step down from Eb to D Standard.
(Music & Lyrics by Tobias Sammet)
Roaming the plains -
Where a number is your name...
In a palace -
And you'll never find the door...
Oh, look into the mirror -
Is it what you want to see?
Or just a cuddle toy -
The vogue has washed ashore...
No, I don't care what you say!
Into the darkness I plough my way...
I'm striking out for paradise -
To be the one I am....
We're going down to the devil -
We are striking out for paradise...
To bedlam below!
Down to the devil -
The mad parade is coming home!
Can't you hear the sound -
As they make the hammer pound,
Rusty nails into a coffin of your size?
To bury you alive -
You mature until you're ripe...
Then they reap you -
When you're beautiful enough in their eyes...
They lurk to wall in your belief -
Put up glass ceilings that you can't see...
To break down the freak -
They don't want you to be...
We're going down to the devil -
We are striking out for paradise...
To bedlam below!
Down to the devil -
The mad parade is coming home!
(Leads - Jens/Both/Jens)
We're going down to the devil -
We are striking out for paradise...
To bedlam below!
Down to the devil -
The mad parade is coming home!
Oh, we're going down!
Here's your invitation, your instigation -
Your damnation, to the Hellfire Club...