Texty: Primal Fear. Back From Hell.

Believer, deceiver
The question is 'Where is our God?'
Thunder and lightning
I see her face in the dawn

No one can see this, except my own eyes
In this world of promises
She shows me the way to the other side
And how long I could be dead

Back from Hell, where I discovered the truth
I can hear the final bell, I'm back from Hell

Fire, desire
Her dark eyes are burning my soul
Fallen Angel
She poisons me until I fall

A temptation unknown, I sell my soul
Riding the edge of the storm
I'm running through flames, bleeding again
I relish the time and the pain

Back from Hell, where I discovered the truth
I can hear the final bell
Back from Hell, where I lost my faith
Can't you see I'm back from Hell?

Back from Hell, where I discovered the truth
I can hear the final bell
Back from Hell, where I lost my faith
Can't you see I'm back from Hell?

Back from Hell, where I discovered the truth
I can hear the final bell

I'm back from Hell
I'm back from Hell