Welcome to the worst of places
Deceased, lost the things that you have gained
Surrounded by sadistic and disfigured faces
To each his own, but you're all the same
Consumed by pride, a hollow shell
Took for granted the love and compassion they shared
Lived on regret
Now say goodbye to the ones that you care for
Never strike at your enemies if you're not ready to lose what you have gained
Just crawl back into the hole which you derived if you're not ready to cope with all the pain
Suspended by a blood-soaked pike
Your essence flow down to taint the soil below
Flames lick at skin, rot from within
Roast in your sin and loath
The cost you paid to take your risks
Success and good fortune was never part of the deal
Your ignorance killed you
No second chances can save you from your fate
Never strike at your enemies if you're not ready to lose what you have gained
Just crawl back into the hole which you derived if you're not ready to cope with all the pain
'Cause you never come across good intention
Good intention in the souls of all
'Cause you never come across good intention
Good intention in the souls