Lletres: Black Label Society. Shot to Hell. Devil's Dime.

Flying so high
Never, ain't never gonna die

Hellbent, blitzkrieged
Take what you want at will
Hellbend, blitzkrieged
Can't live unless you kill

When you're living on the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
Everything's paid and we're feeling fine
On the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
The wheels are rolling and we're running blind

No stop signs, ain't no slowing down
Broken, confusion all around

Hellbent, blitzkrieged
Take what you want at will
Hellbend, blitzkrieged
Can't live unless you kill

When you're living on the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
Everything's paid and we're feeling fine
On the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
The wheels are rolling and we're running blind

On the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
Everything's paid and we're feeling fine
On the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
The wheels are rolling and we're running blind

Living on the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
Everything's paid and we're feeling fine
On the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
The wheels are rolling and we're running blind

On the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
Everything's paid and we're feeling fine
On the Devil's Dime, Devil's Dime
The wheels are rolling and we're running blind