...Or Else

...Or Else
Black and gold, his wondrous guise
With iron fists he rules the skies
Take your chance, and take his test
Or its down into the burning hells

Chorus
I won't see you in heaven
Cause we're going to hell
So rev that fuckin' engine
And I'll see you at the show

Flying high above the world
Around his sword his hand is curled
Make your bets and roll the dice
Fall from his icy throne

Chorus x2