into the realms of death
you'll be compelled by my orders
marching the armies of rage
black grace of death here to conquer
why i feel so tired?
you see your body here to rust
you see your blood going to waste
feelings of freedom now trapped
there's no return here's the border
you feel the pest within your mind
the seven plagues in your coffin
you hear the noise it's the rats
black grace of death, mortal remains
from hell!!
look into the void of hell
try to reach the walls it's a desperate reaction
now in hollowed darkness you'll dwell
you're dead, you're dead, you're dead