Now I am really far underground
With cops of Lucifer all around, Ow, ow
They make sure that I don't run away
And that I don't have a nice day, Ow, ow
Since I was sent here I'm sure I have not
Felt anything except extremely hot, Ow, ow

Hell be, a place that is not much fun
I would much rather spend a whole day surrounded by cicadas
Than be right here I really hate it

Hell be, much much worse that I had assumed
There's no point in being well groomed
Since the flames are real bad for your face and everything you wear

I heard half the time in hell had fire
Should've known the devil is a liar, ow, ow
I build a furnace standing on hot coals
Reminded to work by big trolls, ow, ow

Now that I am burning up down here
I'm afraid that I might decide to go kill myself
But I can't die again I would just cause myself an awful lot of pain

Hell be, quite uncomfortable for my feet
And it is surely not a lie my eyes do not like it either
I could really use a breather
And hell be, somewhere I don't belong
Whoever sent me down here was wrong
But its impossible to plead my case when my lips burned off

I found out that I sold my, soul, to the devil
While filling out some trivial form, print was much too small to see
I had assumed that my success was because of my hard work and sacrifice
Seems some was since I sold my soul... oh well

Hell be, quite uncomfortable for my feet
And it is surely not a lie my eyes do not like it either
I could really use a breather

Hell be, a place that is not much fun
I would much rather spend a whole day surrounded by cicadas
Than be right here I really hate it
Hell be, much much worse that I had assumed
There's no point in being well groomed
Since the flames are real bad for your face and everything you wear