Trapped in the past, we lie in wait.
Forever standing by Hell's gate.
The cries and screams of ages past.
Ring in your ears, these tears that last.
Lift your head, embrace the pain.
You remember, this is happening all again.
Trapped and chained, your morals no more.
Give in and open up the door.
So warm, you'll see. The flames that bare.
So nice. No memories, no love, no care.
Time to cry, time to wait.
All the time inside Hell's gate.
Morbid moods, and shadows' songs.
They will possess you before too long.