The halls of our keep rock with ruin and warnThe walls cry and crumble, Broken the sword.nThe tombs and the tomes. The world's honeycombed.nWe must possess the underearth.nnDown, down, downnToll the bell, we're going to hell!nHere we seek the fruit of creation.nBloodstained wine. It sweetens our timenHere we seek the final salvationnGo to hell!nnI'm headed to the promised landnSwam boiling surf, trod bloody bloody sandnAs pissed-off pilgrims we'll travel belownAnd seek the finest filth that hell can bestownnA realm of madness, the cringing of queensnA realization, the crushing of dreamsnThe worm-gnawed fruit of all your pretty schemesnBetween heaven and hell all is not what it seemsnnFrom what I've heard it's a pretty cool placenA sea of urine where rats eat your facenA sadist like me can pursue his vocationnI'm goin' to hell because I need a vacationnnWe're gonna go to hell!nToll the bell, we're goin' to hell!nHere we see the fruit of creationnWriting in slime. Blood sweetens our timenHere we seek our final salvationnnThe lies they told younLaid the foundation for this placenThe book that they sold younWorship this god but do not look at his facenBeneath our keep the tunnels run so deepnTo reclaim our right. We retreat from this fightnAnd enter now the land of the deadnnToll the bell! We're going to hell!nHere we seek the fruit of creationnBlood-stained wine. It sweetens our timenHere we seek the final salvationnnIs this what you fear?nThat the sum of your life will leave you here?nOr do you think when you die you are done?nThe pain of your death has only just begunnI'm headed now to join the damnednInto the oven the dead souls are jammednWe come for the master, the king of the cruelnThis is the place where it is better to rulennYou're seeking heaven but you're not allowed innYour soul is falling and you never can winnThe game is fixed but there's no one to blamenHeaven and hell? They are one in the samennAll abandon...nAbandon all your hope, ye who enter herenAnd you can go to hell!