Show me the way to he hallways
Below Rome, I will be there
I've seen them burning in fire
They all bear too much to bear
Why don't you think of all those who will come
Don't you waste your life
Don't you try show me the way
Cold hallways so old, a chalice of gold
A guard as they say, paralyzed
Follow the cries from out of the blood
Out of the wine, out of the chalice of agony
Out of the wine, out of the chalice of agony
Regrin my friend we are passing the gate
I am afraid of the guard and I wish
Welcome to Rome, it's our mission
To make tortured spirits free
Something's in here, oh I wish I could hide
Cold hallways so old, a chalice of gold
Staring eyes, while I hear the cries
From out of the blood, the wine in the cup
Out of the wine, out of the chalice of agony
Out of the wine, out of the chalice of agony
No way out, we got to run to the gate
No way out , for some of the souls it's too late
Out of the wine, out of the chalice of agony
Out of the wine, out of the chalice of agony