Hell On The Rise Lyrics - Singles - Maylene & The Sons Of Disaster

Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show 

With track marks, painting such a pretty blue 

Last one in line for the healing of woes 

I can see the faces looking pretty grim 

Ambience foretold and now this stone is caving from within 

Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running 

Ambience foretold and now this stone is caving from within 

Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running 

Whores with halos, wishing for wings 

Your children yearning for their disease 

Give us that potion to make everything right 

Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight 

Give us that potion to make everything right 

Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight 

You want the pack, we're blazing through 

Run for the hills, run for the hills, the south's gonna take you 

Whores with halos, wishing for wings 

Your children yearning for their disease 

Smoke liftin, my mark, on the street 

Hell's comin, watch the followers meet