As we walk through the hell that found us desolated and cold nothing left but the stage of death and burn that all as told Daily nightmares Shattered dreams Those wasting fierce dance Through the distant scream At the valley of the shadow of death compression turns to dust nothing left but the records of greed that means of misplaced trust revelations fire and blood calling the undertow in a river of blood beyond the Gates Of Hell suffer and pain forever in flame waiting for the sun that will never shine