The Devil is in the details Lyrics

They crept up in silence, dead of night

Boots in the mud, out for a bite

Scent of rot, the blood-red door

They didn't know what they came here for

The house was rotten, black and lean

Cursed by the living, feared by the scene

But the blues in badges, they had a plan

Storm the pit of the butcher clan

Knives flash red under candlelight

Daddy cracks his knuckles for a fight

Y'all trespassed, now pay the toll

This here's the supper for your sorry souls

Hands up high in the devil's land

Feast of the guilty indeed, bite the hand that feed!

In a cannibal's hall, no one makes bail

All lost souls will fall and wail

Devil is in the details

The cops, they scatter, swallowed by night

One by one, lost to the bite

They came with guns, righteous and proud

Now they're pieces… under the shroud

Hands up high in the devil's land

Feast of the guilty indeed, bite the hand that feed

In a cannibal's hall, no one makes bail

All lost souls will fall and wail

Devil is in the details,

Hands up high in the devil's land

Feast of the guilty, bite the hand

In a cannibal's hall where they chew bones

Who'll make it out, and who's goin' home