A Walk Through Hell

(One, two, three)

And if could swim

I'd swim out to you in the ocean

Swim out to where you were floatin'

In the dark

And if I was blessed

I'd walk on the water you're breathing

To lend you some air for that heaving, sunken chest

'Cause they chose you as the model

For their empty little dreams

With your new head and your legs spread

Like a filthy magazine

And they hunt you

And they gut you

And you give in

And if I was brave

I'd climb up to you on the mountain

They led you to drink from their fountain, spouting lies

And I'd slay

The horrible beast they commissioned

To steer me away from my mission to your eyes

And I'd stand there like a soldier

With my foot upon his chest

With my grin spread and my arms out

In my bloodstained Sunday's best

And you'd hold me, I'd remind you

Who you are

Under their shell

I'd walk through hell for you

Let it burn right through my shoes

These soles are useless without you

Through hell for you

Let the torturing ensue

My soul is useless without you

And if they send a whirlwind, I'd hug it

Like a harmless little tree

Or an earthquake, I'd calm it

And I'd bring you back to me

And I'd hold you in my weak arms

Like a first born

I'd walk through hell for you

Let it burn right through my shoes

These soles are useless without you

Through hell for you

Let the torturing ensue

My soul is useless without you

(Through hell for you)

(Through hell for you)

Without you

Without you

(Through hell for you)

Without you

(Through hell for you)

Now I've walked through hell for you

What's an adventurer to do

But rest these feet at home with you?