Your ride awaits black as night
The last one I'll tell you
It's a gift just in spite
Tempting you to come
And what awaits
Scares me to death
It ain't such a pretty picture
Inside out
That's how you're laid
For all to see
From hell from hell
Tempted in without a care
Luxury abounded
Just one look in his eyes
Leaves you astounded
From Hell
The next time you see
The flashing of a blade
A struggle then to breathe
Aberline here's your gift
Surely a pleasure
A penny here a penny there
For the boatman's ride
