The halls of our keep rock ruin and war The cry and crumble, Broken the sword. The and the tomes. The world's honeycombed. We must the underearth.
Down, down, Toll the bell, we're to hell! Here we seek the of creation. Bloodstained wine. It our time we seek the final salvation Go to hell!
I'm headed to the land Swam boiling surf, trod bloody sand As pissed-off we'll travel below And seek the finest that hell can bestow
A of madness, the cringing of queens A realization, the crushing of The worm-gnawed fruit of all your pretty Between and hell all is not what it seems
From what I've heard it's a pretty cool A sea of where rats eat your face A sadist like me can pursue his I'm goin' to because I need a vacation
gonna go to hell! Toll the bell, we're to hell! we see the fruit of creation Writing in slime. Blood sweetens our Here we seek our final
The they told you Laid the foundation for this The that they sold you this god but do not look at his face Beneath our keep the tunnels run so To reclaim our right. We retreat from fight And now the land of the dead
Toll the bell! We're to hell! Here we seek the of creation Blood-stained wine. It our time we seek the final salvation
Is this you fear? That the sum of life 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 oven the dead souls are We come for the master, the king of the is the place where it is better to rule
You're seeking heaven but you're not in Your soul is and you never can win The game is fixed but there's no one to Heaven and hell? are one in the same
All abandon... Abandon all hope, ye who enter here And you can go to hell!