Wandering in this ruin circle, enter the Vicycle seasons They depict a black canvas where pain is pleasure where Hadès reigns front this painting, sordid exposure
I belong to this scene with all the condemned souls. We are drawn forever, marked forever, this is our fouls As the Shadows spread its wings over this dark landscape Ixion's post-mortem paradise is raped
Look at the atmosphere when the daemons laugh the angels cry and fall in fear Hell is a masterpiece there's enough time to cry, no place for peace
One season has past and the same is coming : trees are bleeding, cliffs are crumbling In this depression prison, the sun don't ever shines and the fallen angels start to become pitiful maniacs Enter in the Pantheon of fears, from this waterfall of sorrows, drink the tears Soldiers of Arès, come & demolish : bring the endless torments, deepest laments Celebrate & unleashed
Look at the atmosphere when the daemons laugh the angels cry and fall in fear Hell is a masterpiece there's enough time to cry, no place for peace
I'm eaten from the inside wandering in this ruins. Suffocating & crawling under the blazing moon Hecate gathers her evil army, enthroning the worst. My punishment will never end... I'm forever lost ! Wandering in this ruin circle, enter the Vicycle seasons