Under the pillars of flesh Where the hopeless yell Stinks the taste of death Blowing winds of lust
Yell their pain Yell their lust Breathe their greed Into death they must The halls of lust
Bloody cuts mark their skin Pale faces sneer Crying empty eyes Into the final ride
Lost their faith Lost their sin Hope for death That gloomy grim The halls of lust
Yell their pain Yell their lust Breathe their greed Into death they must The halls of lust
When the night falls Darkness cloaks this gallery of cruelties Freezing fog covers their tortured bodies Oh...this endless winter night Offers depressive silence Awaiting the first light To begin and pump their blood Into their rotten veins
Fill the halls with lust Flee from the night's frost Let the filthy blood flow Make the painful final cut
Yell their pain, yell their lust Breathe their greed Into death they must The halls of lust
Lost their faith, lost their sin Hope for death That gloomy grim The halls of lust