Last Christmas, I ripped out my heart
And the very next day, it rotted away.
This year, I will taste your tears
As you burn in the hellfire.

Last Christmas, I ripped out my heart
And the very next day, it rotted away.
This year, I will taste your tears
As you burn in the hellfire.
(Fire)

Once bitten and twice shy,
You pray for Jesus, you think he’ll arrive.
Come on, baby, Pilate crucified him,
It’s been many years, self-doubt stupefied him.

(Bloody Christmas)

I didn’t wrap it, but sent it
With a note saying “I hate you”; I meant it.
Hope you know what a fool you’ve been.
But if you scream in vain, then you will die again.

Last Christmas, I ripped out my heart
And the very next day, it rotted away.
This year, I will taste your tears
As you burn in the hellfire.

Last Christmas, I ripped out my heart
And the very next day, it rotted away.
This year, I will taste your tears
As you burn in the hellfire.

[guitar solo]

A burning place, fiends with reddish eyes,
You can’t hide from me when you’re cold as ice.
Your God, you think He’s someone to rely on,
You, you don’t have any shoulders to cry on.

The face of your lover will be slashed by my sword.
The man you discovered is really Our Dark Lord.
You’ll never find real love and you will die again.

Last Christmas, I ripped out my heart
And the very next day, it rotted away.
This year, I will taste your tears
As you burn in the hellfire.

Last Christmas, I ripped out my heart
And the very next day, it rotted away.
This year, I will taste your tears
As you burn in the hellfire.

The face of your lover will be slashed by his sword. (I ripped out my heart)
The man you discovered is really Our Dark Lord.
There’s no next year, for you’ll burn in the…
You’ll burn in the hellfire

Fire…

Dark Lord…