It’s concealed by the night, your treachery still in sight
with this gruesome grin welcome in, to the devil’s den.
Your screams and perspiration! this stink of desperation
now you’ll pay for your sins, the next stop! the devil’s den.

Yes you vile little creature, who would con Mother Teresa,
for doing anything just to win, you belong in the devil’s den.
Success was never sober, why in the hell now do you wonder
now being dragged under let it begin, you’re in, the devil’s den.

Now you call onto God, fool in a storm with a lightning rod
denying your fellow-man, now come on in to the devil’s den.
Don’t seal your fate, lose your reservation at the pearly gate
finding a steamy sofa or couch waiting within, the devil’s den.

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