Far away from the sun
A paradise for the gone
Despair here vastly grows
The torrid fields below
Suffering in the deep
For no one to see
Bearing endless pain
No absolution to attain
Captured for eternity
In this world of blasphemy
Beneath my feet
Is where they bleed
Tormented mournful cries
From the suffering souls below
Trapped in the vaults of the damned
Where streams of crimson flow
Their souls have found no rest
Since they left dead men's chests
Their leftovers worms will loot
The torture is absolute
Captured for eternity
In this world of blasphemy
Beneath my feet
Is where they bleed
Tormented mournful cries
From the suffering souls below
Trapped in the vaults of the damned
Where streams of crimson flow
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