Black Smoke

It looks like black smokes in the horizon
With grim reaper following time for dying
Once you step inside you will only find
The party you that you thought was left behind
Dark demons secrets crossbones on skeletons
Your moment of weakness can’t be left the covers blown
You look into the eyes of Medusa and she glues you
Take a little trip on the darkside
Put another brick in the wall to kick and watch it all fall
Just take a train ride …
How am I gonna go to hell if I dont believe in hell