The Devils List

Sign your name
On the dotted line
Write your date
And add your crime
Riches, revenge
Lives lived hard
Put your initials on
Satan's calling card
Here comes a murderer
Get out of the way
We don’t get one of those
Every day
To the back of the line
For now until then
When the devil finally figures out
How exactly you sinned
He'll call you up
Then send you down
The flames revolve
Around and around
Chains of melted steel
Whips of flame
All alone you’ll endure
The fear and the shame
Is it worth the triumph
Of getting away?
Only those who are doomed
Can actually say.