From the recording EMPIRE
The Furies demand what they are owed, and it is always, always paid.
Lyrics
Run. Can you hear the hound?
I say run. I can hear the howling of the hound
And at midnight cold Hellhound gonna drag me down
I had money, golden was my crown
I had attorneys and no crime was ever found
But a Devil moon is rising and nothing stops the Hound
The dead are rising, the night is haunted by my sins
The dead are walking, the night is haunted by my sins
But my feet are getting tired and the Hound is closing in
No grace without redemption there is no mercy without pain
Run
Now the gates of Hell are open, but I can run no more
The gates of Hell are open I can run no more
Hellhound has me crying on the wrong side of the door.