The Fury of Hell Below

Jaded Black cloud above my head The shit that you love I'll rip it away Until that debt is repaid Back in blood is how it's supposed to be Well let us get one thing straight An eye for an eye Is the only thing I've ever seen What's gone is gone Carry all the dead weight to my place I guess hell is what you make it And I feel Right at home But home is never enough As close as they come One by one Something like pulling teeth I'll wait and I'll wait Till I'm knocking at your fucking gates I'll smile and wave With all the dead weight on my face I guess hell is what you make it And I feel Right at home But home is never enough Back in blood is how it's supposed be Well let us get one thing straight Back in blood I guess hell is what you make it So I'll feel Right at home When home has nothing to give