Half as bright, twice as long   Message from times yet to come   Misty fields of no return   Only the wicked children burn   If you don’t behave yourself   You are going straight to hell   To a place where God is gone   You will meet the darkest one      Bloodred skies   Where demons fly   Disobey, and it comes alive   You are doomed until   We change your will   You must learn   The good ones live   The others burn      If you don’t behave yourself   We will have a soul to sell   There is still a way to learn   Only the wicked children burn      Here comes the dark salvation   Here comes the dark one with his cane   The cane it burns a little stitch   And then he fries   The little child