Into the dark wood, the damned souls of the savior and the whore stray In search of their final destination, the fires of the domain they both know as hell At the gate, screams of anguish pierce the horrid mist Abandon all hope, ye who enter here Trekking past the sinners, maggots, blood, and pus, and wasps Ever closer to the sinful shores of Acheron
Charon, ushers both aboard his forlorn barge of blasphemy Packed with souls awaiting torment, pain, and suffering Anchor drops, their ghastly journey's only just begun Through the realms of Hell they must now descend
From tombs of black flame, damned souls reaching out Their cries of pain shall be ignored Descent down to the darkest circle A storm of lustful souls, a prurient cyclone Their appetites have doomed them all Descent down to the darkest circle A putrid, gluttonous sludge, and bloodshed on the styx Plunging faster, sinking deeper Descent down to the darkest circle
Deeper into the foulest caverns, Mother and Son's souls further dive Blood boils, a violent stew of guilt, and swarms of harpies with suicidal passions
Suffer, the raining fires of heresy Suffer, the sodomites' infernal laps
Suffer, the burning sands of desolation Suffer, the demons and their whips of torment Suffer, the excremental permeation Suffer, as they enter the ninth realm
Encased in hellish ice, a gutless god awaits Petrified in punishment Descend down to the darkest circle Whore and savior land, the ice consumes them both A frozen, infernal tomb awaits Descend down to the darkest circle The faceless demons howl, a demonic eulogy Cursing into the black abyss Descent down to the darkest circle And in the world above, no cenotaph exists None shall mourn this deviant burialTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
