Sometimes I see red, sometimes I see black Most of the time it's fucking grey I have no love lost for any man I have no love lost for myself Grab my hand - let’s go to hell The road is paved with gold Grab my hand - let’s go to hell To sell our wicked souls Each day I get up, each day I get down Throughout the day I'm falling away I have no love lost for any man I have no love lost for myself Grab my hand - let’s go to hell The road is paved with gold Grab my hand - let’s go to hell To sell our wicked souls Everything good in my life Is just a result of blind luck Everything bad, on the other hand Is my fault, good lord… Let's sell our wicked souls Grab my hand - let’s go to hell The road is paved with gold Grab my hand - let’s go to hell To sell our wicked souls