[Intro - amused spoken] Welcome to hell, fallen soul. Your Personal torture will be ready in a minute... [Verse 1] I clock in when your halos slip Broken promisses end up on my desk You pray for light, but you love the fire Every little sin just fuels my empire I didn’t write your wicked tales I’m just the one who files your fails Blame my name when your choices rot But I only work with what I’ve got [Pre-Chorus] You build the cages, I hold the key You start the wars, then point at me Serve in heaven or rule in hell You know that line, you know it well [Chorus] Someone has to do the job When saints look away and idols fall off Someone has to take the blame Wear the horns, carry all your shame You make the mess, I mop the blood Turn your lies into a kingdom of rot Call me devil, call me god In the end, someone has to do the job [Verse 2] You draw the lines and then you cross Sell your souls at a bargain loss You crown your monsters, kiss their rings Then cry my name when the hammer swings You hide your poison under twisted grace Then act surprised when it eats your face You beg for mercy with crooked hands And throw my name across your lands [Pre-Chorus] You light the torches, I feed the flame You break the bodies, then curse my name Serve in heaven or rule in hell You make the choice and I can tell [Chorus] Someone has to do the job When saints look away and prophets are frauds Someone has to take the blame Wear the horns, carry all your shame You make the mess, I mop the blood Build your hell from your own flood Call me devil, call me god In the end, someone has to do the job [Bridge – rough spoken-snarled] I didn’t tempt you, you were already willing I didn’t push you, you were halfway killing I just collect what you throw away All you forgot about yesterday You wanted power, I signed the dotted line You wanted comfort, so you closed your eye Once you’re mine, you wear my spell Like father, like son – you know it well [Screamed tag] Don’t you dare act innocent [Final Chorus] Someone has to do the job When saints look away and idols fall off Someone has to take the blame Wear the horns, carry all your shame You make the mess, I mop the blood Turn your pride into a kingdom of rot Curse my name with every sob In the dark – someone has to do the job [Outro – half spoken, half sung] I’m not your monster, I’m your proof I’m just the one who knows the truth Light or shadow, crown or claw In the end, I only keep the score. [Outro - amused spoken] Thank you for burning with us today!
