An old man cuts his face

But not because the razor's dull

It's from his hands shaking

From the lack of what he's taking

Not like an old man's memories

His wrongs are still and forever



Hoping mistakes will fade with the sun

But no surprise, they never do

Hoping mistakes will fade with the sun

They never do at Hell's Motel



Lord, please spread my wings

I want to fly away

I don't want to die on the vine

Lord, please smile on me

I don't want to live forever

But I don't want to die on the vine



Never talks about the past

How he could hold a scalpel

Mighty hippocratic oath

How he sold himself for naught

He lived when they lived

And he died when they died, too



Accepting the new sacred calf of the pagans

As we all die on the vine

Accepting the new sacred calf of the pagans

That's life in Hell's Motel



Oh Lord, please spread my wings

I want to fly away

But I don't want to die on the vine

Oh Lord, won't You smile on me?

I don't want to live forever

I just don't want to die on the vine



And tonight he'll close his eyes

Hoping the sun will rise again

And all will be forgiven

And this was all just a dream

But the walls to the motel are thin

And next door someone's getting beaten



Tears for the unknown are seeds that are sown

And we're all on the run

Tears for the unknown are seeds that are sown

This ain't life at Hell's Motel



Hell's Motel

This ain't life

In Hell's Motel