The Pub in Hell

Yes... It's all lies as you know

The door to hell is just a fantasy of living a life that could be better without you

And so I entered... I fell... My face on the hell floor...

The pain saying: Is this the better life without her?

The door closed forever... Who am I lying to?

Cause I'm lying through the truth cards I made a castle of...

I lost all the cards, the castle, the truth... And now even my lies

My soul is plain to see... It's just the longing for you and me

And now... Now... There's no now... Just this sick eternity

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In hell there's no fancy things for a horror fan like me

There's just me and the Devil

For each time I'm thirsty he serves another round of Vodka and says

"She's never going to be with you - To your Health!"

And this goes on and on...

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I aged 665 million years in Inferno with no Maro to explain the shit I put myself in

I aged 109 billion years in Hell - in a special called Solitude - What a bore!

I aged 500 trillion years - In the parallel universes that I wrote I'm fine...

Still I feel just like a boy yearning for your arms

Then the Devil serves another around and I age a little more

Never worry about me... Because... I'm fine!

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I'm lying if my words against love isn't just a protest to Heaven for forbiding me of ever seeing you

I'm pretending if happiness isn't talking with you - Yes... Just talking to you

I'm lying if I'd not ratter burn all this words to touch your face

Stare your eyes

And say... I just not sorry for loving you

I love you

I love you

And that's the only thing right I can do

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