Pinky in pinky,
Serene mist coasts the road,
We roar like a tempest.
rattling in the neon,
through the valley
of the shadow of death.
Our laughing echoes the craggy walls,
Evil trees are looming over us.
You're drawing on my arm
and asking what lies beneath.
We are death,
our shadow blots the sun,
Stars are glittering in the shape we cast,
I hand you a flame and you burn their book.
We'll burn together,
they're turning the burner
in our corner of hell.
I'll find you there,
hell is only as big as your head.
We'll drive toward another lonesome town
laughing in hell.
We've been laughing in hell since we met.
10 years. Pinky in pinky.