Turn the page another age
The soul of life, bound and caged
The faces of lovers, beaten down
By an army of grinning clowns
All's well in Hell
See the world winding down
Fools and cowards have been crowned
A girl with vengeance in her eyes
Raises a dagger to the skies
All's well in Hell
Treason, tragedy, a house of knaves
Are the games they play
But on this world of chains and graves
Wild flowers of blood will grow again
But on this world of chains and graves
Wild flowers of hope will grow again
All's well in Hell.