The devil plays hits   where you'd least expect   Its cold and dark when you're buried alive      See how it feels marching into the flames.   Its warm and bright when you're burning alive      The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here   Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you.   That's what the rats call eternity   All in before you.   No one watches anyway.   No one watches anyway.      Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be marching in to the flames right along with you?   Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be here waiting in a line for hell with you?   Voices distorted. Specks of grey   Good looks converted. Specks of grey   Voices distorted, good looks converted.   Specks of grey.   Specks of black and white   Oh shit man who am I to think I won't be marching in to the flames right along with you?      Spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here.   Lost in a cast of millions   Fall in line