Texty: W.A.S.P.. Double Live Assassins. Hellion.

Hell-hound, hot leather on your legs
That smokin' powder keg, you're riding on is
Hell-bound and you're the one they claim
It's going down in flames, you're riding Hades' rails, Hellion

Hellion, the devil's Hellion child
Hellion, will never have to die

Well child, you're sweatin' and you're stoned
That alcohol you downed, makes you crazy
All night, you damn the hurt and pain
And drink the devils rain, it's screaming out your name

Hellion, the devil's Hellion child
Hellion, will never have to die

The Gods you worship are steel
At the altar of rock 'n' roll, you kneel
A slave who forever rocks is chained in the devil's locks
And slain by the bloody axe I wail

Hellion, the devil's Hellion child
Hellion, will never have to die
Hellion, the devil's Hellion child
Hellion, will never have to die