Hell Rising

You can bring me honey
You can bring me gold
All the drugs & liquor in this city
Won’t satisfy my soul

I see trouble on the horizon
I see hell rising

I don’t need your pity
I was raised in mud
One of these days you’ll shit
Your pants when I knock on your door

I see trouble on the horizon
Hell rising

So far you got Lucky
I know what you’ve done
I don’t want your money
Baby, I just want your blood

I see trouble on the horizon
Hell is rising

You should start to worry
Better be sittin’ on guns
Cause one of these days you’ll shit
Your pants when I knock on your door

I see trouble on the horizon
Hell rising