Martyrs
It is the day when the gates were opened
Come in and behold the torments of those
Who has not justified hopes
Skin of martyr covered with sores
His eyes always look at the mistakes of past
Severed limbs sewn to his exhausted body
To be torn again, martyr is burning alive
Thousands of years
Thousands of years,
He's almost dead
Come in and help him
Stand on his place
It is the day when the gates were opened
Come in and behold the torments of those
Who has not justified hopes
Dead children dance in a circle
Adults watching them, hanging on the gallows
Come in!
Air is cold
But fire is everywhere
Abandon all hope,
who enter here
Come in!
It's about day when the heaven fell, so low
It's about time I abandoned all hope
Horns, wings, and the bloodstone inside the devil's eyes
Don't you scared?
Don't stay too close to god, hellhounds will bite
What prayer do you wanna tell?
I'll always get on my knees
Before the gates of oblivion, i am so weak
Paradise will always be
The emptiness inside of me
So can I come in?
So can I come in?
Don't you scared?
Don't stay too close to god, hellhounds will bite
What prayer do you wanna tell?
I'll always get on my knees
Before the gates of oblivion, i am so weak
Paradise will always be
