Broken teeth, a shattered jaw
Ten to one, behold my God
Wicked sons of heaven's loss
Raise your own inverted cross
King's of earth, iron fist
Serve the sacred you dismissed
Stand before your final day
Choke on every line you pray
Raise your glass to death
Not one second left
Wake the lifeless
Die to fight this
Stand beside me
Storm the gates of hell
Wake the lifeless
Die to fight this
Stand beside me
Storm the gates of hell
Storm the gates of hell
Storm the gates of hell
Coward's heart, a serpent's tongue
Stand to face what you've outrun
Fear of death, fear of pain
Bound to all, you took in vain
No more lies, no regrets
Sever ties and hollow debts
Open eyes, live to learn
Or watch your blessed temple burn
Raise you glass to death
Not one second left
Wake the lifeless
Die to fight this
Stand beside me
Storm the gates of hell
Wake the lifeless
Die to fight this
Stand beside me
Storm the gates of hell
Storm the gates of hell
Storm the gates of hell
Hell hath, no fury at all, no
Come on
Hell hath, no fury at all
Hell hath, no fury at all
Hell hath, no fury at all
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