(Dickinson/Smith)



You come on down to the pit

Come on down to where the vipers spit

I've been waiting for you down here



Cover your eyes with the velvet hands of darkness

Cover your eyes with the velvet hands of darkness



I don't even know your name

You won't even see my face

But you choose to play my games

Welcome to the hard place



I'll bring you back from the brink

Are you surprised in every way that you like it?

Are you surprised that you want it?

(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!)



Cover your lips with the wicked tongue of silence

Cover your lips with the wicked tongue of silence



I don't even know your name

You won't even see my face

But you choose to play my games

Welcome to the hard place



Back to back, you ride the snake

You feel it strike, you feel it bite ya...



Cover your eyes with the velvet hands of darkness

Cover your lips with the wicked tongue of silence



I don't even know your name

You won't even see my face

But you choose to play my games

Welcome to the hard place



I don't even know your name

You won't even see my face

But you choose to play my games

Now you can feel the hard, the hard...

Place...