Zigurates Baal
My hands are stained with blood
Full of hate and pride in my heart
My soul cries in despair
A sweet symphony echoes in my ears
And then I feel my body
Crumble like a dead branch
What was pure and beautiful
Becomes rotten and horrible
Darkness is illuminated
By huge human bonfires
Amidst an infinite Zigurates
Fenced by golden walls
I'm in hell
I'm inside the garden of Hades
A terrible scream shatters the silence
Satan appears surrounded by thousands
Of vassals, demons and princes of hell