"Hellward Bound" -- Dan Bernstein

  (to "Homeward Bound")


I'm sitting in the Western nation.
The Cuthbert knows my destination.
On a tour of one-night stands
taking over Eastern lands
and every stop is neatly planned
for the Champion and her six-man band.
Hellward bound.
I wish I was
hellward bound.
Hell! Where the fires are burning!
Hell! Where the souls are screaming!
Hell! Where my death lies waiting
silently for me.

Every day's an endless stream
of East-West army battle scenes.
And each town looks the same to me
the corpses and the undead priests.
And every devil's face I see
reminds me that I long to be
hellward bound.
I wish I was
hellward bound.
Hell! Where the fires are burning!
Hell! Where the souls are screaming!
Hell! Where my death lies waiting
silently for me.

Tonight I'll swing my sword again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my kills come back to me
in shades of mediocrity
like emptiness in harmony.
We need to go and rescue G!
Hellward bound.
I wish I was
hellward bound.
Hell! Where the fires are burning!
Hell! Where the souls are screaming!
Hell! Where my death lies waiting
silently for me.