"My heartbeat stumbles and my backbone crumbles
I feel, is it real as the lynch mob doubles?
They want blood and they'll kill for it, drain me and they'll kneel for it
Burned me at the stake, met the devil, made the deal for it
Guillotine dreams, yeah, their guillotine gleams
The blood of their enemies watching while they sentence me
Sentencing ceased, sentence deceased
And watch 'em bask in the glory of their holy disease"
Sell your soul - Hollywood Undead