"Virgil put his hand unto mine and smiled, and this gave me strength as he led me into the dark place. There I heard sighings, complaints, and howlings echoing in the sky without stars, like a cacophony of languages, deformities of speech, words which are pain itself laced with anger, deep hoarse voices and hands which clapped in a tumour like in a perpetuated sandstorm. Who are these people so crushed with pain?"

Lost, I stray from the path
Flames of the damned
Show me the way
Black, thе perils of sin
Abandon all hope
The journеy begins

I roam through a deathless world
Deeper and deeper, the sinners await

Lust, seduced by the skin
A storm for the damned
Into the abyss
Choke on your own shit
River of blood
Drown you within

I roam through a deathless world
Deeper and deeper, the sinners await
I roam...
Deeper and deeper, the sinners await
The sinners await...