Hell Kept My Seat Warm

The fire don’t scare me, the dark don’t mourn… Hell kept my seat warm.

I walked the road where the saints won’t tread, Laid my head where the lost men bled. The preacher swore I’d be torn and torn, But hell just smiled, kept my seat warm.

Hell kept my seat warm, Through the fire, through the storm. No angel called, no heaven sworn, Hell kept my seat warm.

I drank with devils, I shook their hand, Carved my oath in the desert sand. No crown of gold, no robe to adorn, Just hell’s embrace and my seat warm.

Hell kept my seat warm, Cursed at birth, damned and born. The night don’t heal, it just reforms, Hell kept my seat warm.

I don’t beg, I don’t plead, I was forged in fire, born to lead. When the gates swung wide, I didn’t mourn, I found my place with my seat warm.

Hell kept my seat warm, Raised me up in a crown of thorn. I ride with flames, I ride reborn, Hell kept my seat warm.

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