Roaming the plains Where a number is your name In a palace And you'll never find the door Oh look into the mirror Is it what you want to see Or just a cuddle toy The vogue has washed ashore No I don't care what you say Into the darkness I plough my way I'm striking out for paradise To be the one I am We're going down to the devil We are striking out for paradise To bedlam below - down to the devil The mad parade is coming home Can't you hear the sound As they make the hammer pound Rusty nails into a coffin of your size To bury you alive You mature until you're ripe Then they reap you When you're beautiful enough In their eyes They lurk to wall in your belief Put up glass ceilings that you can't see To break down the freak They don't want you to be We're going down to the devil... Oh we're going down Here's your invitation, your instigation Your damnation to the hellfire club
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Roaming the plains
Where a number is your name
In a palace
And you'll never find the door
Oh look into the mirror
Is it what you want to see
Or just a cuddle toy
The vogue has washed ashore
No I don't care what you say
Into the darkness I plough my way
I'm striking out for paradise
To be the one I am
We're going down to the devil
We are striking out for paradise
To bedlam below - down to the devil
The mad parade is coming home
Can't you hear the sound
As they make the hammer pound
Rusty nails into a coffin of your size
To bury you alive
You mature until you're ripe
Then they reap you
When you're beautiful enough
In their eyes
They lurk to wall in your belief
Put up glass ceilings that you can't see
To break down the freak
They don't want you to be
We're going down to the devil...
Oh we're going down
Here's your invitation, your instigation
Your damnation to the hellfire club