Текст песни The Rite - Шеол

Czhiraya thought, tearing languages ​​.
 It is bound in affliction and iron .
 Silent cleanses from sin .

 Strayed into vices.
 Silence and indifference ,
 As is the norm here .

 Falling into this abyss ,
 Realizing that all prayers
 If life were in vain .
 Neither good nor evil ,
 Only silence.

 Valley of the shadow of death .
 Torturing souls from evil saves .
 The fire blazing abyss
 With fear in his eyes flashing face .