| Song | Hell Written |
| Artist | Edge of Sanity |
| Album | When All Is Said |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dread, Edge of Sanity | |
| (C.) | |
| I got hell, can't you see | |
| I got hell, written all over me | |
| (1.) | |
| Riding with the living dead I'm riding high I'm riding free, yeah | |
| The thoughts that fill up my head are wicked and obscene | |
| So if you're riding with me, your riding damned, free from the grace of god | |
| Demoneyes yeah deamonlife, see with my eyes and keep yours shut | |
| (2.) | |
| We all have beasts that dwell within, and I have set mine free | |
| I've let loose my devil spree, to fill the emptiness in me | |
| I've sold my soul to a carnal ghoul, the devil? I've shaked his hand | |
| I sold my soul and then time takes its toll, forever I stay damned | |
| (REPEAT C.) | |
| (3.) | |
| Burning as I feel the flames getting higher, will I become a victim of my own desires | |
| Still I'm more then satisfied, with my life, yeah the life of the wild side | |
| As you carry on your pathetic existence, I'll be my own god and master | |
| And I'll keep on spitting on your beliefs, and I'll keep laughing at your chosen one | |
| (REPEAT C. x3) | |
| (4.) | |
| Riding with the living dead I'm riding high I'm riding free, yeah | |
| The thoughts that fill up my head are wicked and obscene | |
| I've sold my soul to a carnal ghoul, the devil? I've shaked his hand | |
| I sold my soul to rock'n'roll, forever I stay damned | |
| (REPEAT C.) |
| zuo ci : Dread, Edge of Sanity | |
| C. | |
| I got hell, can' t you see | |
| I got hell, written all over me | |
| 1. | |
| Riding with the living dead I' m riding high I' m riding free, yeah | |
| The thoughts that fill up my head are wicked and obscene | |
| So if you' re riding with me, your riding damned, free from the grace of god | |
| Demoneyes yeah deamonlife, see with my eyes and keep yours shut | |
| 2. | |
| We all have beasts that dwell within, and I have set mine free | |
| I' ve let loose my devil spree, to fill the emptiness in me | |
| I' ve sold my soul to a carnal ghoul, the devil? I' ve shaked his hand | |
| I sold my soul and then time takes its toll, forever I stay damned | |
| REPEAT C. | |
| 3. | |
| Burning as I feel the flames getting higher, will I become a victim of my own desires | |
| Still I' m more then satisfied, with my life, yeah the life of the wild side | |
| As you carry on your pathetic existence, I' ll be my own god and master | |
| And I' ll keep on spitting on your beliefs, and I' ll keep laughing at your chosen one | |
| REPEAT C. x3 | |
| 4. | |
| Riding with the living dead I' m riding high I' m riding free, yeah | |
| The thoughts that fill up my head are wicked and obscene | |
| I' ve sold my soul to a carnal ghoul, the devil? I' ve shaked his hand | |
| I sold my soul to rock' n' roll, forever I stay damned | |
| REPEAT C. |
| zuò cí : Dread, Edge of Sanity | |
| C. | |
| I got hell, can' t you see | |
| I got hell, written all over me | |
| 1. | |
| Riding with the living dead I' m riding high I' m riding free, yeah | |
| The thoughts that fill up my head are wicked and obscene | |
| So if you' re riding with me, your riding damned, free from the grace of god | |
| Demoneyes yeah deamonlife, see with my eyes and keep yours shut | |
| 2. | |
| We all have beasts that dwell within, and I have set mine free | |
| I' ve let loose my devil spree, to fill the emptiness in me | |
| I' ve sold my soul to a carnal ghoul, the devil? I' ve shaked his hand | |
| I sold my soul and then time takes its toll, forever I stay damned | |
| REPEAT C. | |
| 3. | |
| Burning as I feel the flames getting higher, will I become a victim of my own desires | |
| Still I' m more then satisfied, with my life, yeah the life of the wild side | |
| As you carry on your pathetic existence, I' ll be my own god and master | |
| And I' ll keep on spitting on your beliefs, and I' ll keep laughing at your chosen one | |
| REPEAT C. x3 | |
| 4. | |
| Riding with the living dead I' m riding high I' m riding free, yeah | |
| The thoughts that fill up my head are wicked and obscene | |
| I' ve sold my soul to a carnal ghoul, the devil? I' ve shaked his hand | |
| I sold my soul to rock' n' roll, forever I stay damned | |
| REPEAT C. |