[Intro – distorted guitar, thunder]
Down below the fire burns…

And tonight?

We’re robbing Hell blind.

[Verse 1 – swaggering hard rock energy]
Leather boots on burning stone
Devils screaming through the smoke
Whiskey pouring, neon sin
Welcome to the pit again

Demons dealing loaded dice
Angels fallen overnight
Every soul got something sold
Every story bought with gold

But me?
I came for something bigger…

[Pre-Chorus – rising tension]
Lock the gates…
Sound alarms…

[Chorus – giant 80s hook]
WE’RE PULLING OFF A PERFECT CRIME IN HELL
STEALING FIRE RIGHT FROM SATAN’S HAND

EVERY SIREN SCREAMING THROUGH THE FLAMES
BUT THEY’LL NEVER UNDERSTAND

A PERFECT CRIME IN HELL
ONE LAST RUN BEFORE WE DIE

CAUSE IF YOU’RE GONNA BURN FOREVER
MIGHT AS WELL GO OUT IN STYLE

[Verse 2 – glam metal chaos]
Succubus in black lace heels
Selling dangerous little deals
Casino lights and sulfur rain
Everybody’s half insane

Hellhound engines shake the streets
Chains drag heavy to the beat
Every outlaw down below
Knows exactly where to go

Straight to the vault beneath the throne…

[Pre-Chorus]
Raise hell…
Break rules…

[Chorus – bigger]
WE’RE PULLING OFF A PERFECT CRIME IN HELL
MIDNIGHT GUNS AND CHROME DESIRE

RUNNING WILD THROUGH RIVERS OF SIN
WITH THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD ON FIRE

A PERFECT CRIME IN HELL
NO REGRETS INSIDE OUR EYES

CAUSE LEGENDS NEVER DIE QUIET
THEY EXPLODE ACROSS THE SKY

[Bridge – dramatic spoken section]
The good die heroes…

The bad die rich…

But the truly unforgettable?

They rob Hell itself.

[Guitar Solo – screaming 80s solo]

[Verse 3 – final escalation]
Alarm bells echo through the dark
Lucifer’s furious at the sparks
Vault doors shattered, gold everywhere
Smoke and chaos fill the air

Maybe heaven shut us out
Maybe Hell’s all we got now
But if the devil wants a war—

Tonight we’re kicking down his door

[Final Chorus – giant arena climax]
WE’RE PULLING OFF A PERFECT CRIME IN HELL
LAST OUTLAWS OF THE AFTERLIFE

WITH BROKEN WINGS AND LOADED HEARTS
AND CHAINSWORDS MADE OF LIGHTNING STRIKES

A PERFECT CRIME IN HELL
ONE LAST TOAST BEFORE THE FALL

CAUSE EVEN SATAN FEARS THE ONES
WHO GOT NOTHING LEFT AT ALL

[Outro – fading guitar and laughter]
“See you in Hell…”