I've been washed up, by the seas I brought Paris down to it's knees And forsaken, all the souls that come to me I brought cleansing, to the Xué I split California in two And the Romans, was the holy and the screwed Needs must as the devil drives A plague over these lands By my own hands My Hands There's nowhere else I would rather be Now I'm all the way inside I put Lincoln, up for sale I put presidents into jail And I've tattooed, all the sailors that have fell, yeah I've lead blind men, into coos But the market is sorting my shoes And forsaken, to give Eric Slade the blues Needs must as the devil drives A plague over these lands By my own hands My own Hands There's nowhere else I would rather be Now I'm all the way inside Needs must as the devil drives I trashed Berlin, when it fell I made liberty ring the bell I watched wall street, as it crashed and burned in hell. Yeah Needs must as the devil drives A plague over these lands By my own hands By my own hands By my own hands Needs must as the devil drives Needs must as the devil drives Try to shake it out, but he's deep inside Needs must as the devil drives Woah Woah