Years of great plenty
Throughout the land of sin
With only faith at stake

And so much more to win
Now, wouldn't Lord allow us a little fun?


Until the hellhounds sleep again
Until the hellhounds sleep again


Now you're soaked with water
That your wings just won't repel
But on your little crooked streak

You dry them up in Hell
Until the Sunday bells are calling you


Until the hellhounds sleep again
Until the hellhounds sleep again


You enter the night in your Devil-black suit
Well, we all need a little taste of that forbidden fruit
And in the night Satan is divine


Until the hellhounds sleep again
Until the hellhounds sleep again

Until the hellhounds, they sleep again

Your path leads to nowhere and nothing is your trade

Your faith barely lasts until the church bells fade
I sincerely wish you better luck tonight


Until the hellhounds sleep again
Until the hellhounds sleep again
Until the hellhounds sleep again

Until the hellhounds, they sleep again

Though the colonnades of faith with you

It's what I see, it's what I love, it's what I do
And now the columns are falling on you
But it the colonnades of faith, we're passing through