Idle Hands Are The Devil's Playthings

Idle hands are the devil's playthings

The devil's playthings, the devil's playthings

Idle hands are the devil's playthings

The devil lives deep down

Deep down among the fiery rafters

Eternal screamers, unsainted sinners

Those who let their souls get the best of them

And now they live deep down

It happens now, this endless hardness

Overflowed life, this troubled liar's nest

It happens now, in total darkness

And now it's keeping on going

Finished [bones] and it's always over

That's the rest of [the endless] of you

[You are now] for you nor me

Don't [think it,] don't say a word

Idle hands are the devil's playthings

The devil's playthings, the devil's playthings

Idle hands are the devil's playthings

The devil lives deep down

Deep down