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Texty: Carcass. Swansong. Go To Hell.

Some people aren't cut out to be saints
And since I was born in original sin
Hedonism has a certain attraction
I think I'll cut the crap, cut out the middle man

And go to hell
I've sold my soul, so when my body goes cold
I'll go straight to hell, yeah
Go to hell
Won't you be told?
I've sold my soul, go straight to hell

Your paradise doesn't sound too fetching
It's not only your souls which must be lost
Hell is other people
Yes, too right, my hell is you

The sins of the flesh sound so appealing
So let me wallow in my guilt
Your hell will be my heaven
So let's turn up the heat, let eternity begin

Let's go to hell
I've sold my soul so when my body goes cold
I'll go straight to hell, c'mon
Let's go to hell
Won't you be told?
I've sold my soul, go straight to hell

Let's burn in the flames, yeah

Yeah, go to hell
I've sold my soul, so when my body goes cold
I'll go straight to hell, c'mon
Let's go to hell
Won't you be told?
I've sold my soul, go straight to hell