Green Day

Christian's Inferno

I got under the grip

Between the modern hell

I got the rejection letter in the mail and

It was already ripped shreds.

Seasons in a ruin and

This bitter pill chased with blood.

There´s fire in my veins

And it´s pouring out like a flood

Whoa, Christian´s inferno

This diabolic state is gracing my existence

Like a catastrophic baby

Maybe maybe you´re the chemical reaction

I am the atom bomb

I am the chosen one

Toxin your reservoir

And then return man to ape

Whoa, Christian´s inferno