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 amongst the fiery rafters
Eternal screamers, unsated sinners
Those who let their souls get the best of them
And now they're empty down
It happens now, this endless hardness
Overfull life, this troubled lostness
It happens now in total darkness
And now it's keeping on going
The finish comes and it's always over
That's the rest, the end is on you
And you are therefore you nor me
Don't thank him, 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