W.A.S.P. - 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