The halls of our rock with ruin and war The walls cry and crumble, the sword. The tombs and the tomes. The honeycombed. We possess the underearth.
Down, down, the bell, we're going to hell! Here we seek the of creation. Bloodstained wine. It sweetens our we seek the final salvation Go to hell!
I'm headed to the promised Swam surf, trod bloody bloody sand As pissed-off pilgrims travel below And seek the filth that hell can bestow
A of madness, the cringing of queens A realization, the crushing of The worm-gnawed fruit of all pretty schemes Between heaven and hell all is not what it
From I've heard it's a pretty cool place A sea of where rats eat your face A sadist like me can his vocation I'm goin' to hell because I a vacation
gonna go to hell! Toll the bell, goin' to hell! Here we see the of creation Writing in slime. Blood sweetens our Here we our final salvation
The lies told you Laid the for this place The book that sold you Worship god but do not look at his face Beneath our keep the tunnels run so To reclaim our right. We retreat from this And enter now the land of the
Toll the bell! We're to hell! Here we seek the of creation Blood-stained wine. It sweetens our Here we seek the salvation
Is this you fear? That the sum of your will leave you here? Or do you think when you die you are The of your death has only just begun I'm headed now to join the Into the the dead souls are jammed We come for the master, the king of the This is the place where it is better to
You're seeking heaven but you're not in soul is falling and you never can win The game is but there's no one to blame Heaven and They are one in the same
All abandon... Abandon all hope, ye who enter here And you can go to hell!