2.6 - Hell's Bells
It's hot down here, oh man, you've no idea
Sponsored by Gazprom, flames that smell like piss
Am I in pain, insane, or in a bliss?
It's worse than life in prison in Korea
Up to my nose in other's diarrhoea,
Propped in between Adolf, Elvis and Kiss.
George W is the only one I miss.
His father's playing war games with Medea.
The Devil knows why I am in this place.
Doomed me here for a reason. He was right.
Explained the verdict, right here in my face:
"For giving terror audience and stage.
Like thriller authors, journalists, you write,
Ignoring love, exploiting hate and rage."