After Bestial battles
We'd sacrificed lambs.

Swirls of fire in the sky
Make ashes raise Black thrones
Sit the domains of Sheol.

Now death is not the ultimate
Even lack of fear and torture
Put in a queue all the divines
It is their turn. They're requested

One by one, they'll feel the drags of the chain
The abattoir eats like a machine
Its edges tear all human's flesh
Hellish contraption of suffer and pain

Hungry Torch Demons pervert the gantry
Cleaning the gate, throwing faith wastes
Entry to realm of Satan's slaughter
Feeding on the anguish of all sentenced

Hungry Torch Demons pervert the gantry
Cleaning the gate, throwing faith wastes
Feeding on the anguish of all sentenced
Step by step support the Darkness

To erect the Abyss Empire
Open an evil way

You will remember the day
That was kneeling in front
To the Hell's Gateway Abattoir

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