Shout shout shout. Shout at the devil. He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night. He's the blood stain on the stage. He's the tear in your eye been tempted by his lie. He's the knife in your back he's rage. He's the razor to the knife. Oh lonely is our lives. My heads spinnin' round and round. But in the seasons of whiter. We'll stand and deliver. Be strong and laugh and. Shout shout shout. Shout at the devil. He'll be the love in your eyes. He'll be the blood between your thighs. And then have you cry for more. He'll put strength to the test. He'll put the thrill back in bed. Sure you've heard it all before. He'll be the risk in the kiss. Might be anger on your lips. Might run scared for the door. but in seasons of wither. We'll stand and deliver. Be strong and laugh and. Shout shout shout. Shout at the devil. He'll be the love in your eyes. He'll be the blood between your thighs. And then have you cry for more. He'll put strength to the test