Hey you! The way has been too short
I knew you'd wait behind the door
Black tongue full of hate
Dead crows rise from it's bones
Wormed skulls sing that song
Hell's fire purify my soul
As the devil writes the oath
Don't you hear the clock?
I will meet you at the gates of hell
These lies you said to me
We will face off at the gates of hell... yeah!
No, no need to run, no place to hide
One thousand eyes watch you moving this time
Now trapped under fire burning the liar
Sinners forgiven while all saints are damned
My eyes yo chase you away
I will meet you at the gates of hell More from Angelus Apatrida