Devil's Tear - Helium

You are a creature of the dark

Come on hit me on my mark

This «X» marks my heart

On your mark

Bad luck and worse weather

Hyacinth and Heather

Of Lace and Leather

I’m moving on, I’m getting out of here

The Devil cries without a tear

I’m moving out of here

With a bag of Devils tears

When the Devil cries

It’s a pack of lies

A heart of gold, a heart of tacks

You love me baby, that’s a fact

In your big black Cadillac

I’m moving upwards through the atmosphere

The devil cries without a tear